Mated to the Devil, becoming the fae Luna
He shakes his head, “No, yours are white gold heartless horns.”
I frown and look up at him, “Heartless have horns?”
He nods, “I’ve never seen mine. It’s said you have to earn the right to see them, whatever that means. They look kind of like yours but are just a tad shorter and black and spiral upward instead of back. My mom had them, I never knew how she got them though.”
Tracing his mark, “Do all Daemons have horns?”
He shakes his head again, “No, just heartless.”
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