“It’s been weeks,” he begins, his voice as serious as his eyes as he holds my gaze. “And I’ve been taking off your collar every evening when we get back to our rooms. But you have never, not even once, used your magic to try to manipulate my emotions so that you can escape.” My heart suddenly starts pounding in my chest. “Why?” Draven presses. The answer to his question is twofold. The first reason is of course that I am not actually trying to escape. But I can’t tell him that. Obviously. But the problem is that the second, much bigger, reason is also something that I would prefer not to tell
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