[Seraphine’s POV]Dorian's revelation hung heavily in the air, like a dark cloud casting a shadow over our fragile alliance. The labyrinth, once a silent observer, seemed to absorb the weight of our conversation, its ancient stones echoing with the gravity of his words."You must understand, Seraphine," Dorian said, his voice laced with a cold detachment that sent a chill down my spine, "those who perished in Silverbrook Haven were but insignificant creatures in the grand scheme of things. Their lives were a small sacrifice for a greater purpose."His callous words hit me like a blow to the heart. The anger that had simmered beneath the surface boiled over, and I couldn't contain it any longer. How could he speak so callously of innocent lives lost?"You dare to dismiss them as insignificant?" I seethed, my voice trembling with a potent mix of anger and disbelief. "They were mothers, fathers, children—people with dreams, hopes, and love in their hearts. Their lives had value, and you
[Seraphine’s POV]Frustration welled up within me as I tried to push Dorian for answers, but the walls of his secrecy remained impenetrable. My desire to expose his hidden agenda clashed with the realization that my visions of the future had inexplicably faltered, leaving me blind to what lay ahead."Dorian, you're hiding something," I accused, my voice trembling with both anger and helplessness. "You expect me to trust you, to follow you into this labyrinth of secrets, yet you won't even share the truth with me."Dorian's demeanor remained unyielding, his enigmatic facade unchanged. He seemed almost untouched by my growing agitation."Seraphine, there are things beyond your understanding," he replied cryptically, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. "Some truths are better left undiscovered."His words only fueled my determination to uncover the depths of his motives, but the eerie silence of the labyrinth offered no guidance. It was as if the
[Seraphine's POV]I could feel my blood boil as his words washed over me. "Don't you dare patronize me, Dorian. Your actions caused untold suffering, and you can't just justify it with vague explanations."He took a step closer, the tension between us palpable. "Sometimes, sacrifices must be made for the greater good. You can't see the bigger picture."The very air crackled with our conflicting emotions, and I raised my hand, ready to unleash the full extent of my power against him. The ground trembled beneath us, and the air grew charged with energy as I prepared to strike.Dorian's eyes narrowed as he sensed my intentions, and he too braced himself for the impending clash. We stood on the precipice of a cataclysmic confrontation, each unwilling to yield.In that moment, it was clear that the chasm between us had grown insurmountable. The secrets he held and the justifications he clung to only fueled my determination to uncover the truth and bring him to justice. Our battle, both phy
[Seraphine’s POV]In the throes of exhaustion and powerlessness, I knew that direct confrontation was no longer an option. Dorian had proven himself to be a formidable adversary, and my attempts to strike him down had faltered. It was time to resort to a different strategy, one that relied on the power of manipulation rather than force.With a deep breath, I gathered the last vestiges of my strength and focused on the core of my abilities—the manipulation of memories. It was a skill I had honed over the years, allowing me to delve into the recesses of one's mind and reshape their recollections.My eyes locked onto Dorian's, and I channeled my waning power into the intricate dance of manipulating his memories. I probed the recesses of his mind, searching for the threads of his resolve and intent.Dorian's expression shifted from smug confidence to momentary confusion as my influence began to take hold. Memories, once crystal clear, wavered like a mirage in the desert, their contours bl
[Seraphine's POV]In the depths of our mental struggle, a revelation struck like a lightning bolt. Dorian's mental defenses wavered for the briefest moment, and in that vulnerable instant, I discovered his hidden weakness—an unexpected connection to Cassian's magic.My heart raced as I grasped the significance of this revelation. Dorian shared a similar source of power with Cassian, and this connection allowed me to manipulate his abilities. It was a revelation that could tip the scales in my favor.With newfound determination, I seized the opportunity. My magic surged, intertwining with Dorian's in a delicate dance. I manipulated the threads of his power, weaving a subtle illusion that made him believe his defenses were impenetrable.Dorian's eyes widened in disbelief, his confidence eroding. He never saw it coming, the realization that I had outwitted him. The labyrinth seemed to echo with the intensity of our mental struggle, bearing witness to a battle of wills unlike any it had e
[Seraphine's POV]The agony in my abdomen began to subside, allowing me to straighten up slowly. Despite the pain, Dorian's words pierced through me like daggers."Seraphine, you find yourself in quite the predicament," he remarked with a disapproving look. "Pregnant, and out of wedlock."His judgmental tone stung, and my exhaustion transformed into indignation. "My personal life is not your concern," I retorted, my voice trembling with a mixture of pain and frustration. "We came here for answers, not to discuss my choices."Cassian's grip on my shoulder tightened in a silent show of support. His protective stance served as a stark contrast to Dorian's disapproval.Dorian, however, appeared unyielding. "It matters more than you realize," he insisted, his gaze never leaving mine. "Especially in the context of the events that transpired in Silverbrook Haven."I couldn't fathom why my pregnancy held any significance in our current situation, and I was growing increasingly agitated. "Expl
[Seraphine's POV]Dorian's words cut through me like a blade, and my anger surged as he continued to berate me for my decision."I can't believe you're saying this," I retorted, my voice trembling with a mix of frustration and indignation. "You act as if this child is a curse, as if their very existence is a blight on this world."Dorian's expression remained stern, unyielding. "Seraphine, you're blinded by your emotions. You fail to see the dangers that lie ahead."I took a step closer, my eyes locked onto his. "No, Dorian, I see the world as it should be—full of hope and possibility. This child is a part of that future, and I won't let you or anyone else take that away from me."Our argument echoed through the labyrinthine passages, the intensity of our voices matching the tumultuous emotions within us. I could feel the weight of our conflicting beliefs pressing down upon us, threatening to tear our fragile alliance apart."You're being reckless," Dorian accused, his voice strained.
[Seraphine's POV]This altercation is seemingly interminable. Time feels agonizingly sluggish, and our conversation continues without a resolution in sight. Dorian persistently nitpicks at trivial aspects of our discourse, a ceaseless irritant.Despite the ongoing conflict, which ideally should persist, Dorian invariably stirs chaos over every utterance I make. Previously, he criticized my relationship with Cassian, a matter an Alpha of his stature should have remained oblivious to and incapable of grasping.Considering the pact Cassian and I share is known only to us, Dorian, almost presciently, seems privy to the intricate details of the clandestine designs I harbor. This includes the matter of this unborn child.Even Queen Veronica learned of my pregnancy only after her magical examination, yet Dorian discerns everything even before we engage in combat.Curiosity and frustration churn within me, compelling me to interrogate Dorian relentlessly about how he possesses this knowledge.