The satisfied smile on her face for what she did with the snow disappeared as she approached Fox and Rebekah to the edge of a waterfall where several trees surrounded them. And on the other side of the waterfall, there was that woman.
This can't be happening, she thought to herself. What is she doing here?
"I don't know," replied Rebekah. "But I thought you wouldn't see her again."
Helena had warned her that a woman was looking for her, but she didn't think it would be her. That woman with white skin, perfectly crafted features, clear yet dark eyes that reflected anything but benevolence. There she was, with her hands clasped at her waist, dressed in her black tuxedo that gave her both masculine and feminine airs, which Melia could tell was the best brand. Her blonde hair was slicked back and her chin was raised with an effect of fear and power.
"So it is and so it shall be... Skalliet."
And as she would say herself: "The less you know about me, the better off you'll be."
