Valentina
Margaret's pupils contracted ever so slightly. "Again, you're a terrible liar," she said, shifting slightly. It wasn't lost on me that her movement positioned her closer to the door, in a more combat-ready position.
"I mean, I know I'm a weak human and all, but you didn't even think to take away my weapons?" I said, reaching into my jacket and withdrawing two thin sharpened oak stakes.
She snorted, but I could tell she was nervous now. "What can I say? I like to play with my food. What better way than to give you false hope? As if you could overpower me."
I grinned. Then I whipped one of the stakes directly at her heart. She snatched it just before it could run her through, but not before it broke the skin. A small spot of nearly black blood darkened her dress.
She wasn't sm
