Something flickered in my dad's eyes, and for a moment, he almost looked impressed. "You've been talking to Amara, haven't you?"
I nodded. "She and Ember are quite... insightful," I laughed, knowing full well that Dad could never keep secrets from Ember either.
Dad shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "Amara and her daughter have a special gift. Unfortunately, that gift can be a huge pain in our asses."
I chuckled at his comment. Amara was as close to my dad as Ember was to me. "They can be very helpful sometimes."
"They can," Dad agreed, a thoughtful look crossing his face. "I keep treating you like a child, Aura. For that, I apologize."
"I'm your daughter, Dad. You'll always try to protect me," I said, offering him an understanding smile.
"I'm not going to dissuade yo
