[Third Person].
"Do not mistake my patience for ignorance, Alpha," she said quietly. "I already know why you did it. I am listening to see whether you will respect my granddaughter enough to grow beyond it."
Meredith's breath left her in a silent rush. Her grandmother wasn't asking for a confession; she was testing Draven's character.
Just then, the old woman leaned back slightly, tapping her walking stick once against the floor.
"Words," she said, "are easy. Any man can claim change when love is convenient."
Her head turned fully toward Draven. "So I will not judge you by what you say. I will judge you by what you are willing to swear."
The room tensed instantly at her statement, her demand.
Dennis straightened. Jeffery's expression sharpened. Even the servants seemed to still. But Draven did not look away.
"What do you ask of me?" he asked, ready to do anything asked of him.
