He was sculpute—perfect but had a tangled feel. Shadow and radiance. He didn't look much older than her until she saw the arrogance in his postur. Then, he reminded her of the faeríes who walked through courts and crowds confident that they could slaughter everyone in the room. Like in a glass cage. "Come dance." Aní turned her back and left herself be wept into the crowd.He was sculpute—perfect but had a tangled feel. Shadow and radiance. He didn't look much older than her until she saw the arrogance in his postur. Then, he reminded her of the faeríes who walked through courts and crowds confident that they could slaughter everyone in the room. Like in a glass cage. "Come dance." Aní turned her back and left herself be wept into the crowd.