Astounded was an understatement for what Hermione felt gushing through her body.
Her eyes widened in what was more than shock. Her body shook with a rapid wave that swayed her whole being.
Her mouth moved but no words were able to formulate. The only thing she could do was stand there beside the Queen with a contorted face, gaping at him with an expression she herself couldn't understand.
She couldn't even fathom what she was feeling upon seeing him look that way. His eyes held so much evil and his body reeked of so much darkness.
Is this the Crown Prince she knows?
Her mind couldn't help but wonder.
Wading from the slight shock, Servyn immediately strode towards her direction, paying no heed to the Witch Queen in front of him. He came to a halt a little stretch away from her.
Uncertain if he should go any closer, or just stand there and look at the shock in her eyes which she had never used on him before.
