63 - The Prisoner

(Elara)

“She’s here,” Grigor said as he walked into Drakon's office without knocking, which seemed unnatural for him.

“How is she?” Drakon asked, not bothering to look up.

“P.issed.” A slow smile spread across Grigor’s face. “Already made a lot of enemies and threatened a few deaths.”

“I figured as much.” Drakon looked up towards where I was standing next to him. “Lysandra is in the basement;