“Yes. The more you listen, the more power you are rewarded with. It’s a gift after being cursed with our birth,” he promised, but I wasn’t sure.
It didn’t feel like a gift when I saw the eyes. They made me curious, and it sometimes felt like they were pulling me in, luring me, but they still felt heavy and cold.
Like deadweight. Like danger.
It didn’t feel like something I should trust.
“Lucas—” I tried.
“Trust them, sister. It is how you’ll make it through your new life with them.” He smiled. “I trusted them and now I have a wife who accepts me for my sinful attractions and I am the strongest warrior in our army. They reward us if we listen,” he said.
He really believed they were good, but how could I?
“And if I don’t?”
He frowned at that. “Why wouldn’t you?”
I shrugged.
