Forty-One:
Princess Ashden
It had been three weeks since we’d come to The Countesses home. Three weeks since I’d known Havens touch, felt his love and desire for me. I wanted him inside me desperately, but he remained, ever the gentleman. Much to my frustration. I channeled all of that into learning to channel my fire.Every time we practiced, I pictured him taking me, claiming me as his. And then that energy came out in a perfectly formed fire ball of passion and rage.
I had spent years being made to feel the delicate, little flower. The Princess that needed protecting. I couldn’t be her and be the Queen of the Dragons that everyone expected me to be. Haven had gotten word on the car, and had gone out to retrieve it for us which meant that I was alone.
In the middle of the night, I
