The Threat
POV: Serenye
I stared at the photo on my phone screen, my hands shaking so badly I could barely hold the device. That little girl. That crown. Those parents who'd been ripped away from me fourteen years ago.
How? How did someone get this photo? I'd destroyed everything from my past. Damian had made sure of it. Every record, every picture, every trace of Princess Seraphina had been erased.
Except this one. My heart hammered against my ribs. My breath came in short, sharp gasps. The bathroom walls seemed to close in around me.
Think. Think, dammit.
I picked up the phone with trembling fingers and opened the hidden messaging app Damian had installed. The one that couldn't be traced, couldn't be hacked. I typed quickly.
"Someone knows. They have a photo. What do I do?"
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