Betrayal had never felt so terrible, though Avyanna could clearly remember that she had never been betrayed except for that one time that her people had called her names and called her a lot of things as well. But it hurt, it hurt so badly, it felt like it was tearing her heart into shreds. She trusted Drazhan, she trusted the king enough to tell him such a secret, she believed in him too much, she believed his words and fell for his actions. She should have thought better, a man who had wanted to kill her the first day he laid his eyes on her could be capable of doing anything, the same man who had killed her mother, her beloved mother……. how could she have forgotten? How could she forget how he had killed her with his own hands, he had seen him do it with her own eyes. How could she have
