Chapter 97

Serephine's breath caught in her throat, a flicker of unwarranted guilt passing through her eyes.

But the momentary unease quickly hardened into resentment. The mere thought of being bested by someone so young made her blood boil.

She released an exaggerated sigh, adopting a wounded tone. "Very well. I suppose I've overstepped. After all, you're not my daughter to discipline. I'd hate to speak too