"Half a year ago, or so, when I ran away," Valyn said, knowing from his talks with Huang that that rang true in 'both' his lives. "We ran into one another. I remembered my father's mistress, from when I was younger. And I remembered that when she became pregnant...well, my father wasn't happy, we'll leave it at that." How Serina Daeth had managed to escape, Valyn still didn't know.

"I could see the family resemblance, and the age and location and other small facts were too accurate to be coincidence. She had no idea, and...I didn't tell her. She began pursuing me. I would gladly give in to her attention, were she not my sister. And even that argument sometimes seems to wear thin. There was one night when we were simply on my bed together, talking, and she turned to me..." he trailed off, looking away, years of cultural stigma and shame creeping up on him. Even in a 'safe' environment he found it difficult to admit.

"I was very tempted," he finally finished with.