Ingrid hesitated, and Zaeryn's heart sank slightly. She was considering Leia's words, he could see it.
"You're making sense," Ingrid admitted slowly. "But I still believe him. I felt it when we were having sex. It was like a piece of my Vitae was—"
"You had SEX with him?!" Leia's voice shot up, genuine shock breaking through her usual controlled anger.
Ingrid's face went crimson, but her gaze didn't waver. She said nothing, but the confirmation was written all over her expression.
Leia stared at her friend, stunned into momentary silence. "Oh, Marea's mercy," she finally whispered, her fury temporarily replaced by disbelief. "You did. You actually slept with the anomaly. Within a day of meeting him."
"It's not just about that!" Ingrid insisted. "The connection... it's real. It's more than just physical. Ask Genevieve—she'll tell you the same thing."
"Goddess," Leia breathed, pressing a hand to her forehead. "Genevieve too?"
Ingrid didn't deny it.
