"Surprised, right? About how strong Dream is?" Michael's lips curved into a faint, almost teasing smile, as though he enjoyed watching Aaron's reaction.
Aaron leaned back slightly, crossing his arms. "Great. So, one way or another, I've met all the blessed within our federation. Nathan seems like the least dangerous among the rest of you." He spoke as if making a mental note, but inside, he wasn't sure if he should be happy or worried. Were these people going to be stepping stones in his path… or thorns lodged deep in it?
Michael's smile widened. "Alice has the blessing of ice. Nathan—blessing of sight. Me—blessing of lightning. And Dream…" He tilted his head, lowering his voice with a hint of mystery. "…no one knows about her."
Aaron's gaze sharpened. The confidence in Michael's tone wasn't that of someone guessing—it was the certainty of a man with inside information.
