Fated To Meet III

"Pray, do not make any sudden movements, for I shall be compelled to employ this sword and sever your head."

Serenity heard the words with deafening clarity. Her fingers dropped what it was holding and froze in mid air. Fearing it would be the end of her, she dared not move an inch.

She did not hear the door opening or closing, nor did she detect the slightest whisper of sound. Yet, she sensed the presence of an individual in close proximity, brandishing a weapon directed towards her back. 

It wasn't long before she sensed the frigid touch of the metallic blade caressing the delicate skin on her nape.

With the courage she never knew she possessed, she spoke. "I harbor no intention to cause you any harm." 

Serenity summoned her strength and swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat before she went on. "Please pardon my intrusion in your property. I thought this was abandoned to begin with."