Seraphina’s POVThe sun was hitting the floor of my bedroom in bright, annoying streaks that made my head throb, and I spent the first hour of the morning pacing back and forth on the silk rug while I waited for a raven or a messenger that never came. Kage should have been back by now with the proof I asked for, and every time I thought about that silver-haired brat still breathing somewhere in the woods I felt a wave of nausea hitting me that had nothing to do with the child growing in my womb. I stopped by the vanity and looked at my reflection and I saw that my skin was pale and my eyes were rimmed with red from lack of sleep, and I grabbed a crystal vase from the table and hurled it against the wall just to hear the sound of something breaking because the silence in this house was starting to feel like a noose around my neck."Mistress, your father is waiting for you in the breakfast room and he says it is urgent that you join him before the council envoys arrive at the gate,"
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