(Ashdeer POV)
Three days post kidnapping
Ashdeer looked at the young woman in chains in front of him. She was still angry and snarled back. Her lower lip bled from where he had struck her, systematically to deliver maximum impact and pain. He didn't like hitting a woman, but right now he felt a deep rage and frustration against her, as well as himself. He had left a loose cannon in the system and it had gone off with terrible consequences for them all.
He looked at Farila angrily and said, "I will make you regret the day you were born Farila."
"I expect nothing less from you, Lord Dragon. That's all you can do right? Kill me. My whole life has been a burden anyway."
Ashdeer clenched his fists, and turned away. Aranus placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "Calm yourself Ashdeer, hitting her will not bring Azriel back."
