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I have no idea how I feel about what my father told me, but at least I know that I’m not alone.
14
The soulmate thing
Wisteria
Stellan holds my hand as he leads me toward the library.
The estate, which I now know is what they refer to this massive home as, has its own library. A fact that I was surprised to learn. But the library is, apparently, huge. The dragon shifters have history books going back thousands of years. If there is a book about elves, it will be in the library.
Stellan swings our hands back and forth as we walk. I glance over at him and he grins widely at me.
He’s stayed true to his word so far and hasn’t left my side. His dad tried to get him to come to the council meeting, but he’s been very stern in his refusal.
“What does it mean if your eyes are light pink?” Stellan asks.
My eyes widen. “What color are they now?”
He furrows his brows. “Purple.”
I let out a breath of relief. “You’re asking hypothetically?”
He nods. “Yes. I was just curious because they were hot pink a few times. But I remember they were light pink when you were talking to your brother after our wedding.”
“Oh.” I grin, thankful that my eyes haven’t been light pink around him. Though, I’m certain my eyes will show exactly when I do fall in love with Stellan, even if I don’t know it yet. “Light pink is love.”
“Is there a difference between romantic love and family love?” he asks.
I shake my head. “Not in the shade of my eyes, no. Light pink is love in general. It can be either familial love or romantic love.”
“What if you really love swimming? Would your eyes ever be pink if you’re swimming?” he asks.
I laugh. “No. I might be able to love an activity, but it wouldn’t produce the kind of magic needed for my eyes to be light pink. It would only change for a person. If I really loved swimming, my eyes might turn blue because the activity would make me happy.”
He nods. “Interesting.”
“You know it’s unfair that you can know what I’m feeling by just looking into my eyes.” My stomach tightens as I realize I just told him how to know when I do fall in love with him. “What color are my eyes now?” I ask, suddenly feeling a little paranoid.
“Purple.” He pauses. “Orange. No, purple again.”
Oh, thank goodness.
Stellan pauses to open up a large door, motioning for me to walk inside first. My jaw drops open as I look at the largest personal library I’ve ever seen in my life. Even the library at the castle I grew up in isn’t this vast. There are rows upon rows of books, and even a second story balcony where I can see bookshelves stuffed completely full.
“They’re blue now,” Stellan says.
I blink, confused what he’s talking about.
He points to my eyes. “I see what you mean now—just because you love books and youclearlylove this library, your eyes aren’t light pink.”
I groan. “This is completely unfair, you know.”
“Unfair?” He cocks an eyebrow.
“Just that you’ll know when I fall in love with you probably before I even know it myself.” I press my lips firmly together, wanting the words back.
Is that what we’re doing? Falling in love? What if love wasn’t even a consideration for Stellan? What if he always planned to keep distance between us in the romantic sense.
