The blue glow temporarily blinded her but, once her eyes adjusted, she saw the face of her Beloved. A lone word slipped through her lips. "Alfred…?" She turned around, her ebony hair whipping around as she spun. Yet, to her horror, the blue glow faded, her lover along with it. Her parent's discussion suddenly went silent.
She crept to the door, pressing her ear against the cold mahogany. Nothing. Then, the familiar heavy footfalls of her father on the stairs. Her blood ran cold. Her was coming.
