The sun rose over the filming location with a hazy, golden light that did little to warm the biting morning chill. For Seraphina, the second day of shooting felt different. The adrenaline of the "discovery" had faded, replaced by the heavy, invisible presence of the man in the mountain.She could feel them. Even without looking, she knew Czar’s sentinels were there. A "grip" standing too stiffly by the lighting rig, a black sedan parked just a bit too strategically at the end of the dirt road. She was free, yet she had never felt more like an asset under guard."Sera, you’re drifting," Julian Thorne’s voice crackled through the monitors.Seraphina blinked, shaking herself out of a daze. She was standing in the middle of a reconstructed 1920s parlor, wearing a dress that cost more than her mother’s medical bills for a year."Sorry, Julian," she called back, rubbing her temples. "Just haven't slept much.""The dark circles work for the character," Julian said, walking onto the set with
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