To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.
And Draxus punished himself for years.
He had snapped after watching Zane and Hena coming closer.
The last thread broke when ignoring Draxus, Hena accepted Zane's plan.
And along with that last thread, hell broke loose as well.
If the people weren't serious before, they turned now—after Draxus called Hena by her full name instead of any honorifics like my lady.
He had never done that.
It took everyone off guard, and Hena almost fell to her knees after hearing that.
But more than that, she figured something was really very wrong. Draxus was mad at her for something.
And she would solve it. She couldn't see Draxus being angry at her. He was her first loyal friend. She couldn't lose him.
Seeing Draxus' rage, Hena's face contorted in pain.
"Why are you acting like this? What did I do? Did I make a mistake?"
Draxus' heart winced seeing Hena on the verge of tears.
