The brilliance of her strategy would undoubtedly bring the results she desired, hoping to lure her father to his ultimate demise by positioning herself nearest to where he and his ?daughter? resided, lingering in the eastern region where she had once thrived as a Tortugan. Having bested the sable brat he favored as a daughter merely weeks ago, gravely injuring her ribs in the process, it was only presumed that her behemoth father would seek her presence to reprimand her for the ruthlessness she displayed ? just as she had planned and relayed to the bitch. It was considered taboo to even wish to encounter Seraphim, and yet, the phantom prodigy feared not the wrath of her mother for she could only envision how proud the ice queen would be of her efforts to bring the brute into her clutches ? to grant the woman with a reason to eliminate him from the mortal world as she so desired. Even still, the adolescent could not fight the guilt that ebbed away at her conscience as she waited and hoped to cross paths with the male who sired her; but would he fall into her trap?
