9

Seraphine's pov.

I turned my head toward the direction of the bedroom s Alpha Agora left me and dashed.

I heard a little of what was said, but by the time I had put on my garment and walked into the room, there was no one there, aside from a tray of food scattered on the floor.

I looked at Agora and had a feeling in the pit of my stomach. Just as I had guessed, he smirked and stared daggers at me.

"Pick it up with your bare hands and dispose of it in the palace incinerator. I think I've let you become too comfortable," he said without any emotion in his voice.

I obediently bent down to pick up the glasses, careful not to cut myself.

"After that, go to the kitchen and eat with the other maids. We want them to know you're still alive," he said, as if teasing me or warning me.

I didn't respond. What was I supposed to say? Thank you, Alpha, for allowing me to go outside and see the outside world, where I'll probably be bullied more than I am here.

"And make sure to be back here bef