Thorne stared at the king and waited for him to start speaking or rather still, tell him the reason he had been called. But Drazhan said absolutely nothing but stare out through the large window that was at Avyanna’s chambers just like his usual manner when he ever he was in his chambers. While Avyanna sat still on her king-sized bed and stared at him. Her eyes were not as bright and her composure was next to neutral. She didn’t have the look of death and anger that she had carried earlier and that made him feel somewhat safe in her chambers. But she felt something, and her heart was set on hurting really bad people.
“My king, “Thorne called out when he could no longer hold his thought to himself,
“Standing around would do me no good here, if I may say,” he continued.
“Axel is still out
