Ageless

It wasn’t just that the young man was so gorgeous he gave her
gooseflesh, but also that she found standing by his side fun—or if “fun”
wasn’t exactly the right term, standing by him was certainly intriguing. Lina
had no way of knowing what a mighty Hunter he was, or how the roughest
characters on the Frontier cringed at the mere mention of his name. She was
seventeen—girls at that stage tended to view boys their own age as punk
kids, which is probably how Lina saw D. But, appearances to the contrary,
who could really say just how old the Hunter was, springing as he did from
the ageless and undying blood of the Nobility?

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