Silver POV
“What do you know?” I glared at them, quickly putting on my defense. Did I let my guard down around them and slip up? Did I mention Lyka to them?
When did I do that? I can't remember.
And even if I did call her name, why are they asking me like this? Do they know Lyka?
Of course, obviously they know her.
“Nothing, that's why we're asking.” Hermit responded. “But we do know that's not Lady Hazel but our old childhood friend, Lyka.”
“How did you know it's her, did she tell you?”
“No, of course not. Like I said, old friend, we haven't spoken in years.”
“Then how did you know it's her? You saw her for just a few minutes, even her family didn't recognize her once I introduced her as Hazel.”
“Well… we've met both women and we knew they both looked alike but didn't say a
