The man in the dark walked forward, and a smirk fell onto his lips, "That gives us the right to also seek them with ulterior motives."
Lexine's eyes flew open, and a brain-splitting headache hit her. "What the fuck."
She shut her eyes immediately, taking in deep breaths. "Where am I?" She slowly fluttered her eyes to look around her. It all came back to her mind. The ball, the announcement, the dance, Ceeret being a drakkon, and the rude way that she had spoken to Taevlin. Everything after that was blank.
Her eye widened and she sunk into the sheets. Her head pounded with the small action, and she felt like smacking her head to make it stop hurting. This was the reason why she did not drink even when she went out to party with Ceeret.
She was a complete lightweight!
