RAVEN
“I can’t believe you actually agreed to help him,” I said as I continued to guide Ver and Galen to Meern.
Drakus shrugged but did not look at me. His eyes kept moving, surveying the land in front and behind us. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword. When he felt for a moment that he was safe he looked briefly down at me and flashed me a smile.
“I only agreed,” He told me. “because I knew it would force you to help.”
I glared at him.
“What?” He questioned. “I think it’s healthy that you now have friends. I’m encouraging your relationships. Getting you back out in the world. You are dangerously close to becoming a shut-in hermit.”
“Excuse me?” I said. “That I now have friends? What about you and Kalani?”
Drakus wagged a finger back and forth in my face. “We do not count.”
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