Amberine's fists clenched at her sides, her jaw tightening as she listened. She had always known that Draven had a dark past, that he was feared for a reason. But to hear it spoken of so openly, to hear the disdain in their voices...it felt like a slap in the face. The scholars spoke with such conviction, their words laced with fear and contempt. It made her stomach turn, her emotions roiling like a storm within her. How easily people turned against someone when given the chance. How quickly they believed the worst, latching onto rumors and whispers as if they were indisputable truths.