SERAPHINA
“No…” I touched my long hair in a panic, shooting up from the ground in horror. I had to leave this room but if someone from the Academy saw me like this, my secret and disguise would be exposed. Still, I had no time to mourn that fact.
Clenching the red dress tightly in my hand, I hissed, “I can’t let that happen.”
I could feel my strength returning, Phina healing me faster than ever before. I began to slip into the red dress. It was long, but slit high along both legs, with a daringly low cut in the front, and an open back that was almost entirely bare. It barely covered what it needed to but I had no other choice. I swiftly wrapped it around my body, tying it snugly at the waist. My fingers worked fast, shoving my hair into a messy knot, ignoring the rebellious strands that
