Chapter 133

Elara's POV

Dravos just stood there, staring at me and Sivya. His throat worked, as though something heavy and jagged was lodged there, strangling his words.

Sivya's face flushed with humiliation, her hair plastered against her cheek, seawater dripping down the cheap fabric of her uniform. Yet still, she snapped with that shrill, defensive bite of hers.

"Elara, I saved Dravos's life. Everyone know