Romain

"So," Sybille begins as we walk through the main area of the mountain, "you and Sasha, huh?"

"It's not what you think," I say.

"Yeah?" she asks, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "Because from what I saw, you two seemed pretty cozy."

"There's someone else," I say simply, keeping it at that.

"Oh," Sybille says, sounding confused. "Is he in the mountain with us? Do I know him?"

I shake my head, a small smile tugging at my lips. "No, you don't know him. And it's not a him, Sybille. She's ...