Draven had been going to say something, make an example of me and if I was a good little girl, I would’ve taken my lumps just like anyone else. But the problem was in trying to shove me right back to where I was as a pig herder, he awakened something else inside me. The part of Pippin who didn’t come out to play often. I stalked past him, past the general and all of the tables like I was the damn queen herself, not giving the prince a bloody inch.
