His voice was like ice, cold and unforgiving, which was like hearing a different Draven altogether. Here he wasn’t my Draven, soft and gentle. NO, here he was the Master, here he was the one in control… here, he was a God!

His voice was like ice, cold and unforgiving, which was like hearing a different Draven altogether. Here he wasn’t my Draven, soft and gentle. NO, here he was the Master, here he was the one in control… here, he was a God!

– Stephanie Hudson –

The Two Kings

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