A Grand Wedding Plan

KAELIA'S POV

Draven’s grip on my arm felt like an iron vise as he dragged me away from the throne room. His long, predatory strides forced me to jog just to keep from tripping over my own dress. The stone corridors blurred past us. He did not say a single word. He did not have to. The rigid set of his shoulders and the heavy, stomping rhythm of his boots broadcasted his murderous mood to anyone u