Erik
Avery appeared exhausted and sagged into me, so I swept her up into my arms and pressed the door of our suite open. My conscience gnawed at me like a dog with an over-chewed bone.
How had I missed all of this? For years, I’d known Demetri, and he’d been a monster, but my uncle was in a league of his own. The more we uncovered, the more it forced me to acknowledge I’d f****d up royally. In addition, Gary, my trusted advisor, betrayed me.
I used to think I was an excellent judge of character. I should have returned before now. My pride and fear kept me away, and the dragon population suffered collectively for it.
Was I any better than Yiannis? I had a set of deaf ears to match his blind eyes. The fact the weyr accepted Yiannis’ proposal for me to be king astonished me. I didn’t dese
