Liora's sweet smile vanished in less than a second. Her pretty face went totally cold and hard. She glared at Serena with eyes full of pure hatred, like she wanted to murder her on the spot. Her right hand even slipped down toward the deep pocket of her cloak. I knew what was in that pocket. She had her dried poppy flower charms, her magic herbs, and that little glass vial of sleeping poison she had tried to feed Malachi earlier.
"Both of you need to stop right now," I said in a sharp voice. I jumped right between them before someone pulled a knife or cast a spell in the middle of a crowded cafe.
