“You knew one of them?” the king asked, looking over at me in shock. I bit my bottom lip and looked away. I wanted to hide the truth, or at least wait until we were alone, but with the girl’s announcement, I had no choice but to nod and say, “Yeah, very well actually. We used to be friends in the human realm. I had no idea he was fae or that he was alive,” I said. I then looked apologetically at my sister who was looking at me quizically as if trying to read my mind.
“Who is it? Do we know him?” my adopted stepfather asked.
“Hana knows him better than all of us. I’m sorry Hana he’s alive,” I said.
Hana shook her head and then covered her mouth, “That’s impossible,” she said. Her voice was shaking, and it was obvious to all that she was in shock.
“Who are you talking about?” My brothe
