The Manipulative King

She stepped closer to him, her gaze cold as stone. In the next second, she wrapped a power spell around his throat, squeezing it tight. Albus gasped for breath, his face turning blue under the crushing force.

"You will pay for everything you've done, Albus," she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "I will drag you to the depths of hell, and you will use your last breath to beg for my mercy. That day is coming. sooner than you think."

With a flick of her wrist, she released him. He collapsed to the ground, coughing and gasping for air. Just as she stepped toward him again, a sudden burst of light flashed, and everything went dark.

Albus jolted awake, his breath ragged. His heart pounded as he sat up with a jerk, his frantic eyes searching for her. But Seraphina was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Fiona, his wife, was sitting beside him, her face pale with worry.