Scam(2)

Scowling at her reflection in the mirror, Seline ran the wooden comb through her long, silky hair.

As she felt it tangle up in the knots that were still present, for the first time, she cursed the fact that she had been blessed with such a thick and long mane that she had used to her advantage for decades. In fact, when she had married into this town, it had been one of the favorite aspects of her that the man who had written away all these estates in her name had loved.

With a snarl, she chucked the comb across the room and raised her hands as if she wanted to rip away the bun at the top of her head. Controlling herself at the last moment, she stilled her hands and made them go down to her sides, and after taking one last look at the mirror and deciding that it was all she could do, she turned around and stepped out of the room…before breaking into a run, again, after seeing that the others were already at the end of the mansion in the middle of the town.