"And your full name is Eric Anthos?" I continued, the name catching my attention. "Only wealthy, noble, or royal folks use those kinds of names in this world. And Anthos..."
I let the name roll around in my mind, turning it over like a stone in a river, watching the way the syllables fit together. "Are you from Amaranthyst?"
The moment I asked, Eric's eyes widened and he flinched hard—a full-body recoil like I'd just struck him across the face.
Why? Was that a curse word or something?
"H... How could you tell?" He asked me, his voice barely above a whisper.
Well, your long ears sold you out first, I thought to myself, glancing at the elegant points that peeked through his pale green hair.
And the only elves I knew were from that place.
But that seems a bit too casual, no?
