“You’re right,” he says, tilting his head back so that he meets my gaze. “I kneel for nothing and no one.” His golden eyes burn like flames, searing right through my soul. “But for you… For you, I would kneel.” I drag in an unsteady breath. My mind is spinning and my heart is beating like a battle drum in my chest. Draven Ryat, the Shadow of Death, leader of the feared Black Dragon Clan and the Commander of the Dread Legion, is on his knees before me.
