Unknown POV
Gael told me she was not the Amethyst, but I had an eye on her despite that. He has been hiding things from me, and I will find them.
I can tell he gets on edge every time I mention the girl. I can see a different nature in him, but I know he is a simple hybrid. A hybrid whose supernatural nature is dormant, or so he has made us all believe.
I called him over, and he reluctantly agreed. “Hey, nephew…” I greeted him; I would rather be accommodating than hostile. I can accomplish much more by reeling him in with honey than scaring him away with hostility.
“Hey, Uncle…” he greeted me, and I pointed at the chair across from me. He sat, and with a wave of my wrist, I called upon a servant to bring him a drink.
He nodded at the servant, took the glass of wine offere……
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