CHASE.
I watched her come.
She rode in on her brother's dragon, Kessington with her.
I felt my heart pound faster. Didn't know how much I miss just staring at her until I woke up alone in the crappy lounge Grey stuck me in.
And realized I was facing eternity without her.
Which was stupid because the thing between us was gone.
Greyson was gone.
If there was one thing you can trust my brother to do, it was protect his own interest above everyone else, take the most selfish way out.
It was just him. Who he was.
He had taken my advice and disappeared in the night, away from my father's grasp and the clutches of the restraint of being spare heir of the Troita moonhill.
Away from Matilda Winchester. So far away, I might just have a shot with her. A shot at a happy life...or at least, the closest version we can make together.
I folded myself into my chair and set out to do the brave thing. My first brave act since I ended in this damn chair.
