Zerina's point of view
"Oh." My voice came out small, almost too quiet to be heard. The relief came quietly— not with a sigh, not with a smile, but with the way my shoulders loosened, the way my trembling hands found calm on my lap. I was so glad she wasn't living with him. No matter how much I tried to hide it, I felt somewhat afraid of her. The reception she had given me the first time we met wasn't exactly warm. I shivered as I remembered the way she pushed me into the dark, cold dungeon.
I stared out the window, blinking fast as if the dim streetlights passing could hide the relief in my eyes. I didn't want to imagine living with the ‘Queen’ Joanna. What if she comes visiting once in a while? Will she understand now that Lysander is my husband and try not to get in my way of gettin
