FROM HIS MAID TO HIS QUEEN
Ma Katrine demanded.
“Have you calmed Sebastian down?” she asked, her voice shaking.
“No, no! I’m sorry, I couldn’t. It’s beyond me. His madness has increased. He almost hurt me. I am terrified, Mom. The person I saw is not him. He’s… different.”
“Not him? What did he look like?” Ma Katrine pressed, falling to her knees, tears streaming.
By that time, Sebastian’s secretary returned.
“Hey, where did you go? As his secretary, aren’t you supposed to—”