SERAPHINA:
The touch of his hand on my face feels so wonderfully familiar, but without the sense of danger I feel around Dameon. I know this body intimately and have grown to love it, so pulling away from his touch is nearly impossible.
“You’re too kind, Uriel.” I say as I gently take his hand away from my cheek. I can’t help but stare at his beautiful golden eyes, they seem to glow from within. He doesn’t look away from me either.
“What heaven needs now is a leader with a good heart, Seraphina,” he says seriously. “And I truly believe that you are that person.”
“Nobody would respect a tainted half-blood,” I scoff.
“People fear what they don’t understand,” he says, getting even closer to my face with those beautiful eyes. “Make them understand.”
We both sit there, staring at each ot
