Liz POV
I heard the clank of a heavy door opening followed by light footsteps approaching my cell. I was in no mood to be trifled with, so I kept my back to the door, already angry with whoever it was. I was the only prisoner in here apart from the former queen, so I knew this person could only be here for me.
The footsteps echoed softly in the silver hall. They walked up to my cell, and I heard the sound of someone sniffing the air before there was a light tap on my door.
“Psst. Hey! Vampire chick!” The hair stood up on the back of my neck. Sheba was seconds away from throwing a gargoyle-sized temper tantrum. We were both pretty strung tight from being stuck in here.
“Call me that again, and I’ll separate your esophagus from your throat,” I growled.
“Sorry. Now that I’m here, I can’t
