Selma Payne's POV:
It was an ordinary Saturday, and the southern Duke was 'reminiscing' in the living room with my father. At the same time, Carolyn was sent away with my mother with the excuse of 'choosing her graduation dress'.
She was a little reluctant, but even a witch should know that the Queen's room was not a place that other men could enter as they pleased.
"See you later, Dad." She kissed the southern Duke's cheek. "I'll miss you."
The southern Duke kissed her again and smiled as he watched his daughter leave.
What a good picture of a loving father and filial daughter. If I hadn't heard the threat in Carolyn's words...
"I'll miss you." Did that mean that she would always be monitoring the scene here?
The werewolf grandmaster had disguised himself as an attendant to supervise my mother. He would not use sorcery unless necessary to prevent magic fluctuations from leaking and alerting the enemy.
