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“You misunderstand,” Faris cut in. “I don’t want to hear about work. I want to hear about your life.”
“As in, my personal life?” I asked.
“Yes.”
I poked him in the cheek, frowning.
“What are you doing?” he demanded.
“Checking if you’re really Faris, and not some stranger using a shapeshifting spell to masquerade as Faris.”
His behavior sure was suspicious. He’d never cared about my personal life before.
“You’re being melodramatic as usual. Of course I’m Faris, King of the Gods and God of Heaven’s Army,” he said with all-due arrogance.
He sure sounded like Faris when he said that. But I had to be sure this wasn’t a ruse, a distraction to keep me away from the real Faris while Ava put the pieces in place to kill him.
“After I became an angel and you came to me, what did you say to me to try to turn me against Nero?” I asked him.
He made an impatient noise. “What are you going on about now?”
“I need to make sure that you are actually you. So what did you say to me to try to turn me against Nero?” I repeated.
“You are trying my patience, child.” He shot me a warning glance, but answered anyway, “I told you that an angel would never take interest in an initiate. I told you Nero Windstriker was up to something. And, for the record, I haven’t changed my mind about that.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. This was Faris all right.
“So, are you going to answer my question?” His gaze crashed against mine. “I am not accustomed to being kept waiting.”
“What do you want to know?” I asked him.
“About you. I know so little about you, Leda. Besides that you like chaos and don’t like the rules.”
“Yep, that about sums me up,” I quipped.
He sighed. “Talking to you is like trying to remove the knives from a prisoner’s body without killing him too fast.”
Gods, why couldn’t I have a normal family?
“What are your hobbies?” Faris asked me.
“Does world domination count?”
Faris’s frown proved he understood sarcasm better than I’d thought.
“Uh, ok,” I said. “I like eating, in particular anything sweet.”
“Eating is not a hobby.” He said it like he was handing down a holy commandment to his subjects.
“Sure, it is. It’s just not a very healthy one,” I replied. “Ok, so what else… I like dancing, but I’m not very good at it. I used to enjoy running, but the Legion kind of pounded that out of me. And…”
Wow. Did I really have so few hobbies? I guess that’s what happened when all my time was tied up trying to save the world. I really needed to expand my horizons. Maybe I’d take up cooking. Or knitting.
Gods, that sounded dull. I wondered if glassblowing was fun. But I’d probably just end up shattering the glass. Just like I’d blown up the big glass window in the gods’ hall.
“Above all, I like hanging out with my friends and family,” I told Faris.
“I am your family.”
