Janina’s grip tightened on the dagger, her eyes darting around the chamber until she finally saw the one who had spoken.
“The Saraph…” she breathed.
Relief spread across her face. “It’s only you. Why appear in the castle like this? Whatever I heard you say, take it back. Our plan was clear from the beginning, to kill the king. And that’s exactly what I’m doing.”
The winged creature’s eyes glowed faintly. “Undo it. Those dark spells in the forbidden forest are far more dangerous than you realize. Even my people could be wiped out. I won’t risk it. I regret helping you.”
Janina’s lips curled into a cold smile. “It’s too late now for regrets, Saraph. Leave this place, or you won’t like what I do next.”
The creature glared at her, wings trembling with anger.
Janina’s patience snapped. Wi
