"You know you can't hide from me, Miriska. No matter how many guards your father may assign to you, it won't be enough, I will breach every defense and retaliate every attack and I WILL have you in my arms, for the rest of eternity," the voice was a soft but menacing whisper hidden in the blackest of shadows.
"Who are you?"
"You will get to know me soon enough, my love. Worry not," the words came so suddenly, they startled me.
"Where are you?" I shouted to the trees.
I froze when I felt ice cold lips on the skin of my neck.
"Closer than you think."
Notes. Disappearances. A stalker or two. Miriska Valentine feels unsafe and watched and she is. Why?