Palace Gossip
“He’s got the hots for the new guy.” Her brother smirked.
Sasha and Tim were sitting on Sasha’s balcony. They did this every week, sit and talk.
“Tim, with all due respect. Shut the entire fuck up.” Sasha said, lightly hitting her brother on the arm.
“Oh come on, I know you’ve seen it too!” Tim said, still not dropping that shit eating grin.
“I never said I didn’t.” Sasha said, returning the smile.
“Martin’s going to get his heart broken.” Tim said. Sasha’s smiled faltered for only a second.
“How do you know?” She whisper-asked.
“Jon’s a commoner. Elias won’t let that slide.” Tim said.
“He would most definitely let it slide if Martin asked him to.” Sasha said, picking up her tea cup and taking a small sip.
“I don’t know. Sasha. I don’t trust him.” Tim said.
“What do you mean you don’t trust him? Did he do something?” Sasha asked, setting her tea cup down.
“He doesn’t introduce himself correctly.” Tim said. Sasha rolled her eyes.
“So he introduces himself with a nickname. That’s kinda hypocritical, Tim.” Sasha shot back.
“When I introduce myself, I say ‘Timothy Stoker, but you can call me Tim.’ He introduces himself only as Jon.” Tim said.
“Where the hell are you going with this?” Sasha asks.
“Sasha, do you not get it?”
“I think Jon might be a Fae.”