DRAVEN’S POV

“You humiliated me! What is wrong with you?” She barged in, yelling at the top of her voice. I stood by the window, staring way beyond the gates.

“Draven?” Ragner followed behind her in a calm tone dripping with concern. “Are you okay?”

“I am,” I responded to him. “I'm sorry, Violetta. I'm sorry,” I turned to her, trying to hold her hand, but she immediately pulled back.

“Please forgive me. I pleaded. A lot happened.” I explained, “I looked at the people and was hit by how I couldn't save them–how I needed you to save me. It broke me.”

Her countenance softened, so I proceeded. “I'm...