'Cat fight'

Seraphina's POV

Just as I was about to let out a laugh at Darius's ridiculous your prince is here tease, my eyes caught movement from behind him, and just like that, my amusement vanished.

Gianna.

She was walking toward my room, her usual smugness written all over her face, no doubt coming to revel in whatever twisted pleasure she got from locking me up, or maybe she'll try to question how I got the prince to show up at our doorstep.

A fury I hadn't known I was capable of exploded inside me, and something inside me snapped.

Before Darius could react, I stormed past him, my feet moving on their own, my pulse roaring in my ears.

Gianna barely had time to register what was happening before I reached her—and without a second thought, I slapped her.

Hard.

The slap was so loud and sharp that it echoed through the hallway, and Gianna stumbled backward, her eyes widening in shock.