Asterion
It was almost cute, especially with a speckling of freckles across the bridge of her nose.
“My name is Asterion. Minotaur is the term for what I am. Would you like it if I called you human?" I elaborated. She blinked, and now I was sure she was surprised at my ability to speak. “I… you have a name?" she questioned, confused. I sighed and leaned on the table, folding my arms. “Of course, I have a name. Everyone has a name, even monsters." I answered. “I… I’m sorry. Just… all anyone calls you is Minotaur." she apologized, trying to wrap her mind around all this.
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