Daphne whirled around, her face paling as she saw a familiar face.
It was Bram, and he looked just as hideous in the light of day as he did in that god-forsaken shed.
"You! What are you doing here?" Daphne demanded, instinctively shielding Maisie from his gaze. Maisie screamed in terror and tucked herself behind Daphne's back. Daphne could feel her shivering through her clothes.
Bram let out an ugly laugh, raising her hackles. "Stupid princess still asks stupid questions!"
"My princess is not stupid!" Maisie protested, gripping Daphne's back tightly. "Don't insult her!"
Bram scoffed and he slowly stalked towards the two women, loving the way their eyes darted around as they looked for an exit, an impossible feat. "You're the real stupid one then, for leading me to her. Good thing I didn't kill you, eh?"
