~Aspen’s pov~
Rylan and I have been alot closer these days. We haven’t been able to tell each other exactly what’s wrong, but that’s okay. I don’t think I can’t deal with one more very sad thing. Too much sadness.
I didn’t even ask why he came back smelling like my uncle for some reason, and he was drenched in blood. I’m not sure I want to mix those things together. Blood and my uncle would mean Rylan hunted him down. And I’m not mad about that, I just don’t wanna know.
Things have been fine, even though I still feel like I’m heading closer to an attack. Today though, today is different. Rylan and I are traveling to a palace on the south side of a different continent. His dragons were camped next to the palace and they were attacked. They killed the prince in the fight, and the king h
