"Seraphina, is this it?" Miranda said, handing the small casket in her hand to Seraphina Ashworth.
The exquisite little casket was covered in filigree. Without even opening it, Seraphina could smell the strong, distinct aroma of Dream Mist Root.
"Mmm, this is the Dream Mist Root."
Julian's gaze darkened. He reached out, took the small casket from Seraphina's hands, and snapped it open. When he saw the contents were exactly as she had described, the veins on the back of the hand gripping the casket bulged.
Harrison stared at the casket in Julian's hand and suddenly remembered its origin. His expression instantly darkened. "This was a gift from Lacey."
'If this was an accident, fine. But if she secretly planned all of this… I will never forgive her.'
Seraphina raised an eyebrow. 'Looks like this is more complicated than I thought. It seems to be the work of someone they know.'
"Ma'am, were the Duality Flower and the Dream Mist Root from the same person?"
