“Tell me what you’re thinkingâ€? he whispered. I stared up at Aodhfin, trying my best to ignore the hand that now rested on my cheek, gently tilting my face up. He was so radiant, so beautiful. I felt dirty, like his fair hand might be ruined by my plainess.

“I don’t want to fail you…â€? I whispered, trying to avoid his blue-eyed gaze. He laughed. The sound sent my heart fluttering once again.

“Fear not, Lilith…You will pass your test with ease. You will be beautiful, like us.

“By “usâ€? he meant the rest of our world. Everyone was so tall and graceful, unhindered by their First Form. Then their was me, small and fragile, with hair like dark flames and eyes the blackish purple of the night sky. I was fair like the rest, but my milk pale skin was distorted by a sprinkling of brown freckles across my nose and the tops of my cheeks.

I had to pass my test. I had to be beautiful. I had to make Aodhfin love me.