It was a long tiring night for Rama, it took unprecedented turns and twists, one she never would have anticipated, too many unparalleled events had transpired, plus the dreary encounter she had with the devil.
She could never forget the feeling of fear he spurred within her, she had felt the murky cold hands of death clamming her skin, the acrid tang of dread coating her tongue and the burning intensity of his golden eyes haunted her memory.
His precarious warnings and underlying threats left her in a state of disorientation and uneasiness, anxiety rocked over her body like a storm threatening to overwhelm her, but oddly, Draco's warm embrace made her senses numb.
In the soothing embrace of Draco, her eyes shut close as she snuggled closer into his warm embrace and soon, she succumbed into slumber.
