DRAEKON was already packing up the files on his desk, ready to retire for the night, when Vaelora came barging in.
"Vaelora..." He called, a bit unsettled by the anger in her eyes.
"How many other things have you done, just to have control over my life?" She demanded way too calmly, compared to how angry she seemed.
Draekon's gaze sharpened, not sure what she meant by that. After a brief moment of silence, he released a sigh. "Vaelora, I had a very long day. Can we not do this?"
"I see..." She released a tiny scoff, tears already gathering in her eyes. Throwing the file in her hand over to his desk, Draekon’s jaw locked when he saw exactly what it was.
There was pin drop silence in the room, and no one said a thing.
"Where did you see this?" He asked quietly, and she released string
