Yet I’ve never heard of her before this week.
Misael’s lips twist.
“Oh just tell him, it’s not like it's something our little cousin couldn’t find out himself,” Missy says.
Another reason I’m asking them: who will give your gossip if your family won’t?
The twins are my first cousins on my mother’s side and frankly they’re my favorite relatives. I’d always wanted to attend Nadouraz but when they both got jobs here while I was still in middle school, I knew there’d be no holding me back from the academy.
“She’s adopted,” Misael says. “No one knows who her biological mother is, but Ellena Ebirac has raised her from the time she was a newborn. She kept her in the human world her whole life and away from the fae world.”
“Why?”
“Because no one is even sure if she’s really fae.”
And yet she’s at Nadouraz.
My brows pull together. “Didn’t she go through the admittance tests to see what type of fae she is?”
Misael’s lips pinch together and I know I’m not going to get anything from him so I look to Merci.
“They came back inconclusive.”
“Really?” That’s… exciting.
The tests at the school are invasive but they work. I’ve never heard of anyone’s results being inconclusive, not even my own tests, they came back classifying me as a witch, despite the other shit that I have going on.
Mr. Lunsen hadn’t batted an eye when he ran my tests and it's hard to get shit by that old man.
My darker secrets had slid right on by him.
Which makes me wonder if maybe I can free Neryssa’s.
“I know that look,” Missy says, her eyes wide with excitement. Not for the first time, I wonder how in the hell the twins got hired to work for the school. Their write up lists were longer than mine when they were here a couple of decades ago.
“Whatever you do, don’t do it in my classroom,” Misael says with a sigh.
I smile at him, putting my hands up. “I promise to be on my best behavior, cuzzo.”