ZINA
Zina felt like she could breathe a little better when she was out of the tent and equally out of Daemon's presence.
Her hand was resting on her chest as she tried to regulate her chaotic breathing when a gruff voice sounded behind her.
"Make sure that you remain useful to my brother until the very end, Zina WolfKnight. For the day you shall become useless, I will be the one that will end your life."
Zina whirled, facing the man that seemed to possess such profound hate for her more than Daemon NorthSteed did. One would think that Zina would catch a break from having her life threatened so much to the point that such a threat was fulfilled at a juncture, but in the never ending circus of her life, it would seem as though catching a break was a foreign despicable notion to her.
I noticed a lot of errors in the last two chapters (80&81) so I edited it. While the edit is not that heavy, dear privilege reader, you can kindly reread it for a better experience and flow ❤️ Sorry that you had to read the chapters like that.