Chapter 21: Silver Eyes
SERAPHINA
I could remember that day clearly.
The attacks on surrounding lands had been getting increasingly violent. My father and every lord under his command had been attacking territories that didn't accept him as alpha king—lands that were not in support of his coup against the Morthrune Pack.
My father had locked me in the castle, ordered that I shouldn't meddle around in the pack, saying he was trying to protect me.
I had nagged at my mother for weeks, until my fifteenth birthday.
I had woken up that morning and planned with my new maid, Greta—whom I had requested from my father to be removed from slave status and made my personal maid. I loved the color of her red hair, and she was so beautiful. I wanted to keep her as my maid and my friend.
Because ever since my father had been attacking lands and locking me inside his castle, I had lost every single friend I had. I needed someone, and Greta was the most perfect person I'd found.
