The revelation about Draven's father barely had time to settle in my mind before the mountains around us began to shake, and the sound that followed was so deep that I felt it inside my chest.
I turned toward the Silver Gate, and the enormous crack running through the ancient stone suddenly widened.
Black smoke poured through the opening, while the dragons above us screamed and scattered across the darkening sky.
Draven stepped in front of me immediately, and his expression hardened as he looked toward the gate.
"Stay behind me, Seraphina." Draven said.
"I won't." I said.
His golden eyes flashed toward mine, and for a moment neither of us moved.
"Seraphina, this isn't the time to argue." He said.
"You told me I wasn't your prisoner, and I'm not going to stand behind you while every
