The Banquet of Rivals

KAELIA'S POV

"And how do you intend on doing that?" a deep, resonant voice rumbled from behind me.

I spun around so fast I nearly tripped over the hem of my skirt. Draven stood there, leaning casually against the cold stone wall with a wicked smirk playing on his lips. Heat rushed to my cheeks, burning so hot I felt like my skin was on fire. I wished the stone floor would crack open right then a