Vaughan's POV
The next morning, I couldn't stay calm—I was pacing my office like a mad man. Sleep had been a luxury I couldn't afford the night before—I kept thinking about the fight, the nonchalant words of Elder Gregor, the way Raven had zoned out in the training grounds like all her world had just collapsed. Maybe it does collapse on her— the constant humiliation and injustice that she had suffered was too much for anyone to handle. And that made my blood boil. She should f*****g get stronger and defend herself even though I'd defended her.
I clenched my fists, glancing at the time. 10:05 a.m. She was late. Again. Very typical of her. I had told her to come to my office after breakfast. But unlike yesterday, I wasn't angry. I was just.... unsure.
I could feel that everything betwee
