Exhaling a resigned sigh, Drayce sat into his chair.
Observing Drayce's evident concern, Arlan remarked, "You should redirect your worries toward Seren. Zaria Lynx now carries the Dragon's blood with her."
"When I gave her my blood, I was aware it would put Seren in danger, but do know that I trust your abilities. I know you are able to protect Seren by all means," Arlan explained.
"There's no need for explanations. I do not blame you for anything," Drayce reassured him sternly, "In fact, Seren needs to be protected from something more dangerous than that Black Witch. She is not even a threat. Next time I see her, I might make it the last moment of her life."
A faint smile tugged at Arlan's lips. "You're free to handle her as you see fit. My deal with her is completed and I have nothing to do with her now."
