Wrenn rambled across his room like a caged animal. Enough time had passed, and no one had come to him, neither Drake to beg on his knees and kiss his boots, nor Terix as he had commanded him. What brothers he had! Only that frail maid came to bring him tea as if tea was what he craved.
Wrenn Draconian was not the most patient man in the world, and the scorching summer heat made him even more unbearable. He wanted to have everything now, his entire life to happen in a second, so he could skip right to the end and see it was as he wanted it. There was no other way than his.
When the door opened and he saw his younger brother's face, Wrenn snorted with contempt. "You sure took your time! Now enter, and hear me out. Quickly, before I change my mind and decide to punish your insubordination."
