The stranger smirks and adds, “No! I wouldn’t be mistaken. You are definitely Cadence! Even if you grow older, that face, I would not mistake it!”
Only one word comes out of my mouth, “Stefano.”
“See! I am correct!”
Stefano towers over us. He’s over six feet, fit and lean, and wearing the same white clothes as we do.
“Why are you spilling water? Don’t tell me you thought you are actually human?! Huh! That’s laughable! The most inhuman of us is mimicking a human emotion!”
“Stop Stefano. You know we have emotions.” In horror, I shift my attention to the owner of the deep voice. He turns his attention to me and comments, “I see that you joined this year’s Game too.”
Lysander! My mind screams at the image of a man who is even taller than Stefano. Even beneath the shirt, his rippling mu
