Because I can. His words echoed in her mind as she hurried through the hallway, her heart knocking at her ribs. It was hardly her third day in the Draconian Palace, and she had already messed things up for herself. Azar was a jerk when he wasn't angry, and now, she had made him--the Draconian Crown Prince, Drago Caligum, mad. There was no way she was getting out of this one alive, or at least, unharmed.
Arnoux smiled at her as she approached the door to his chambers, his eyes holding an amused glint.
"Oh you're late, caster," he mocked, a smirk crawling onto his lips.
Ashley rolled her eyes at him, clenching her jaw. "Do what you're here for, watchman."
The amusement vanished from his face, and his eyes narrowed, but he did not insult her back. He pushed the door open, before moving as
