Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view
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"I believe that we should head back."
Lazarus's words pulled me out of my thoughts, and I realized that we reached the end of the vineyard.
"Actually, I was hoping that we can continue.", I said and gestured toward the grove.
His eyebrows shoot up as he looked at me doubtfully.
"If I'm not mistaken, you are a werewolf. Are you afraid of a little forest?"
He stifled a laugh and shook his head. "Lead the way, princess."
"Why are you calling me, princess?", I asked as we passed the first row of trees, following a small unkempt trail.
It's not that the word bothered me, but he said it like he is addressing a child and nicknames should be reserved for people who are close. And we are not close.
"You remind me of one.", he responded with a smile and for the first time, his eyes softened, and his usual edge was off.
