The Prom

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Avery We got back very late. We opted to fly into the palace via Cassius’ room. We had no sooner walked into Cassius’ room from the balcony when Draven rushed in. “Finally!” he pants as he catches his breath. “I know it is late. I…” I don't know how to explain why it took us so long and I don't want to divulge any of the naughty details either. I see Draven more like a brother than a friend and telling him how I had to tease and f**k my mates would not feel right. His eyes widened when he saw my ring. He rushed over and took my hand. He turned my hand so that my ring began to reflect what little moonlight was coming in from the windows. “Dragonheart is real!” He gasps, “That's why I never was able to summon Tiamat and you came instead. Avery, you don't just bear The Mother's Mark. You a

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