Seraphina laughed softly, turned toward Seraphim, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
“What are you going to do about the king? He wants me, Seraphim.”
“I know you’re scared,” Seraphim said gently. “But I won’t let him take you. That’s a promise. So just relax and leave him to me.”
“But why did you tell him I was your sister in the first place? That gave him the chance to say those disgusting things, that he wants me as his concubine.”
“If I hadn’t told him you were my sister, I wouldn’t have been able to protect you. He has a thing for teenagers. He doesn’t care if they’re boys or girls—he takes whoever he wants. I couldn’t let that happen to you. So I lied. Everyone already knows what a twisted, disgusting man he is. Just relax. Trust me.”
“What if he finds out about us?”
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