Chapter 14
Stop.
(Seraphine’s POV)
The door creaked open. I lowered my legs and readjusted my nightdress. Valefar slunk into my bedroom and I somehow convinced myself to look him in the face.
“Sera,”
I cringed. I hated the slimy voice he used to taint my name. “Master Valefar,” I moved away from him as he sat on the end of my bed. His clothes were dishevelled, his hair a blonde mess. Despite it all, I found myself concerned for him. “Are you alright?” It should have been him asking me that, and yet there I was, being as pathetic as usual.
“Yes, yes, I was just…” The words died on his tongue. That was unusual for Valefar. He always had a snarky comment or witty remark to throw out. “I was testing something.”
I remained silent.
“I suppose you want to know who I’ve chosen as your
