Ryan

Lyra started to leave, I pulled her back, needing to get more off my chest. We had promised to be honest with each other. I held up my end of the promise… for the most part.

Two tons of dragon was he only little thing I hadn't yet omitted to.

"There's more," I added. She stood waiting to receive my news, green eyes so trusting my omission sat in my chest like acid as I informed Lyra about the dark magic used against her during the first trial, how Wista had been ...