"You really are different." She whispered.
"From the male centaurs?"
"From everyone."
Before Luca could respond, a small, indignant voice cut through the air.
"Evil Hero!"
Nella had spotted them and her face, which had been glowing with victory just moments ago, was now twisted into a formidable pout.
"Get away from here! You're not allowed!"
"Yeah, go away!" Another little pony chimed in.
"You're banned! BANNED!"
Small objects began pelting Luca—wadded-up paper, a stray game piece, what appeared to be a half-eaten apple. He raised his hands in surrender, backing away with a laugh.
Sigrid stared at the scene in confusion "I thought the little ones were fond of you."
"They were." Luca said ruefully. "Until I started playing the games with them."
"And?"
