Faana had tears flowing from her eyes. She did not wish to become anyone's tool! She feared that she would be forced to attack the man she loved. Luckily the contract on her would allow her to die before that happened. But she did not wish for it to ever come to pass. She could only stand there and cry. She felt helpless. She was once again a useless being who could only suffer under the hands of her own people….
"Hmmm? Does anyone want to tell me why my wife is tied up like this and crying? Faana who bullied you?" A very familiar voice entered Faana's ears. When she heard this voice, she wanted to turn her head and look at the man she loved so much, but she was unable to! She could not do anything. She wanted to tell him to run, to run away and never come back. To not allow these dragonics to get ahold of him!
"Who are you!?" Darla did not recognize the scent of this man. But he smelled very dangerous.
