Selene's POV
Seraphine came through the window.
I had been sitting on the floor of my chamber, back against the bed, waiting for a knock at the door. I had not been expecting the window since it was on the third floor, but she stepped inside like it was a perfectly reasonable entrance, dusted something off her sleeve that wasn't there, and pulled the latch closed behind her without being asked.
"The guard outside your door reports to Tyler," she muttered. "Don't tell him I was here."
I stared at her. "Good evening to you too."
Her mouth twitched. She moved to the center of the room and looked at me the way she always did. "You were practicing," she said.
"Trying to," I muttered. "It wasn't listening."
"It never listens when you tell it to," she said. "Show me anyway.
