Avery woke up with a clear goal in mind. “I am going to talk to Dean today and hopefully stop this barbaric practice.” she said to herself as she walked towards his throne room.

Entering it, she saw him sitting on his throne deep in thought.

“Hello my love”. She began, walking towards him.

“Hey Avery”, he called. “How're you doing”?

“I am okay, is there something on your mind”? She asked as she sat down on a chair before him, by his right hand side.

“Nothing, you need to worry yourself about my love”. Dean replied. “So is there something you want to talk to me about”? He asked...