Vera stayed there, kneeling on the ground, and just staring ahead. Those unseeing eyes were full of quiet tears that kept flowing down her face profusely and unchecked and falling to the ground. Because who else was there to stop her from doing so? Her mate was no longer with her. The one who would wipe away her tears, who would console and comfort her, was no more there.
After some time, she let out a high pitch scream. She was not prepared for this. Not yet. Not now. Her Gideon already leaving her this soon was just too much for her. This was not fair. Why did the events unfold like this?
Her agonizing and drawn-out scream seemed to have pulled at the dragons' attention. They all turned their heads to where Vera was.
