The female standing in her personal space with blood-red eyes staring holes right through Zeenia was not human. She was definitely not human. Zeenia's logical mind might be telling her she was wrong, but she knew it with every beat of the thumping of her heart. The creature was tall, but thin as a reed, almost six feet in height. She wore a black silk robe. Her hair was as black as the night and was tied in a tight high ponytail. She had very pale and flawless skin.
The creature stared unblinkingly at Zeenia. Her unemotional eyes never left hers, not even once. She studied Zeenia minutely. The scent of the creature's breath was very unpleasant. It was more like a freshly cut meat, very foul, Zeenia thought.
The creature then said, "So, you are the chosen mate of Prince Theodore?" Her voi
