The Crown
"Seraphina will kill you, Your Highness," Phillip says, gasping for air. He ran down those stairs just to tell me this.
A cold wave jerks down my spine but I keep my face straight. "What do you mean, Phillip?" I take a step closer to him.
"Seraphina is dangerous, stay away from her." He pauses and is suddenly alarmed, "Especially on the mat."
I open my mouth to ask him about it but am interrupted, "What are you talking about, Phillip?" The same poison-dripping voice raises every hair on my body. Edward, who is standing a few feet away from me seems suddenly on guard too.
Seraphina slowly descends the steps of the deadly staircase, her hands folded across her chest, and that never-wavering smirk is etched on her pretty face. "Were you guys talking about me?"
How is she just coming down? Didn't she leave before us? Why is she still here?
