Thalia Crimsonclaw's POV
After Aether left the room, we were lying on the mat as we discussed the language that Selene was talking about, and it seemed Nyx and Nightfire didn't know his past situations… or neither did he seem to want them to know.
"Selene, where did you even hear about this language?" I asked, propping my chin on my hand.
Selene shrugged, "He taught me a few words... I think Aria might know more than I. Maybe we should ask her to teach us," She tilted her curious eyes at Nyx, "Didn't you guys know about this all?"
Nyx snorted, arms crossed behind her head. "As if Aether ever tells anyone about his past. If you ask him, he just dodges the question or distracts you with a smile."
Nightfire's lips twitched, eyes half-closed. "He keeps his secrets locked up tight. Makes you wonder what he's hiding. Or protecting."
Well, I guess there was no point in dwelling on the past anymore, but I think he should have told them.
After all, they were his wives, right?
