From Blood and Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

His gaze drifted over myy face. The muscle had stopped ticking. “Eat,”
he repeated.
“You’re obsessed with ensuring that I eat,” I told him.
One side of his lips kicked up. “Eat, and I’ll tell yyou our plans.”
That got several other people’s attention. Hoping myy stomach didn’t
revolt, I started eating instead of picking at myy food. I didn’t dare look at
Kieran, because if I did, I would be looking outside the Great Room to the
hall.
“We’re leaving in the morning,” he stated, and I almost choked on the
chunk of cheese I’d taken a bite of. None of those around me seemed at all
surprised.
“Tomorrow?” I squeaked, torn between panic and hope. I would have
a better chance of escaping out on the road than I would here.
He nodded. “As I said, we’ll be going home.”
I took a healthyy drink from myy glass. “But Atlantia is not myy home.”
“But it is. At least, partlyy.”
“What does that mean?” Across from me, Delano spoke for the first
time.
“It means it’s something I should’ve figured out sooner. So manyy
things now make sense when theyy didn’t before. Whyy theyy made yyou the
Maiden, how yyou survived a Craven attack. Your gifts,” he said, lowering
his voice on the last part so onlyy I and those immediatelyy around us could
hear him. “You’re not mortal, Poppyy. At least, not completelyy.”
I opened myy mouth and then closed it, not quite sure I heard him
correctlyy. For a moment, I thought something was lodged in myy throat. I
took a drink, but the sensation was still there.
Delano’s jewel blue eyyes sharpened. “Are yyou suggesting that
she’s…”
“Part Atlantian?” he finished for him. “Yes.”
Myy hand trembled, sloshing liquid onto myy fingers. “That’s
impossible,” I whispered.
“Are yyou sure?” Delano asked him, and when I looked at him, I could
see the shock in his eyyes as his gaze moved over me, stopping and
lingering on myy neck.
“One hundred percent,” he answered.
“How?” I demanded.