T/W: Death, Fire
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Who would have thought that it only took a moment before all things changed?
The day was not even a remarkable one, even if it was Ramon's birthday. Arren had only thought of visiting for a moment and perhaps drinking one or two glasses to give Ramon a face as the birthday boy.
And he was also at ease; he had a lot of bodyguards with him. Another thing was that Arren had never been in a threatening situation; no one would even dare provoke him. Arren also had no enemies, so he was not on guard at all.
Yet, before he noticed it, his body was heating up already, and a sign of his heat arrived. Arren knew right there and then that he was drugged. He was furious at first, but his mind only wanted to call for his bodyguards.
