*DRAYTON*
I left the room after Claudette came to beg for Dorian. I could have killed him, had she not come into the room and stopped me. The feud between my nephew and I wasn't something I wished for. I'd have loved to have our relationship back to how it was. But not at the expense of Elysia.
Not with the fact that he hurt the woman I have come to love so much.
So yeah, some relationships are meant to stay broken. Perhaps Dorian and I will forever remain that way.
Walking away from the room, I began to search for Elysia only to find her sitting at the lounge, looking terribly shaken.
What's going on?
Did Claudette say something rude to her?
"Hey, my love," I called as I strolled across the lounge to sit beside her and then gathered her into my arms.
"Did you see that?" She
