Selvara's POV

Everything happened too fast as one moment Draven was standing and the next, he was on the ground with blood pooling beneath him.

Zyros stood frozen, staring at his brother's body. Ronan wiped the poisoned blade on his cloak and smiled.

"Such a shame. Draven was useful, but I was starting to have doubts about his loyalty to me.”

"You killed him," Zyros whispered.

"I eliminated a problem," Ronan corrected as he stepped over Draven's body. "Just like I will eliminate you."

Zyros's ...