Draven Fireheart, The Dragon Sovereign
A heavy silence descended upon the room as Ulric conceded. So, the beastly Lycan King was willing to agree to these ridiculous terms, all just to be near his mate. Despair gnawed at me. Was I to witness the same level of desperation play out within myself?
The elf king's proposal, as distasteful as it was, had offered a glimmer of hope. Remaining within this manor meant staying close to Isabella, a prospect my heart yearned for. Yet, the accompanying condition – confinement within this opulent prison of a manor – sent a surge of anger coursing through me.
Ulric simply agreed to it. Was he truly willing to abandon his kingdom, his people, for the sake of his mate? His blatant acceptance, without a single protest, threw me into utter confusion. Did t
