Draven POV

I dragged a hand through my hair and blew out a long breath, “Elena,”

She shook her head, “you don’t mean that.”

I walked towards her but had to stop when she kept retreating. I softened my voice, reaching out to her, “let’s go back to the palace, you look like you’re going to collapse at any second.”

“No,” she shook her head again, “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

I unclenched my teeth and tried to muster a small smile, “we can talk ...