**Draven**

I hurried back to the prom. The stupid Hags didn’t even notice I was gone. They were too busy showing off their designer

dresses. I rake my eyes over them looking for any indication of blood. None was evident. I bet they used a spell to mask

it. Well, I know how to rip that mask off, but I can’t. I need to do what The Ravens asked of me. If anyone can control

death, it is them. They are the direct hands of The Goddess. When they were trapped, so many souls met an untimely

end. Now they can make sure that the right souls are taken at the right times.

I put my hand in my pants’ pocket and roll the coins around. I can feel the magic pulse within them. I wonder what fate will befall the Hags? I see Trisha looking around frantically. She must not know what is going on. I ask the Hags if I could

get them another drink. Of course, they take me up on it just as I thought that they would. They’re so simple. They want a

man with status who will kneel to them by day and ravage them by night. It’s pathetic really. Yes, I know so was my

attempt at raising my status but at least I had my reasons. These women don’t have a righteous bone in their bodies.

I pulled Trisha aside. I explained that Avery will be late but she would be here and would likely bring company. I told her

to not be afraid. Avery is still Avery but she’s becoming so much more. Trisha was confused, but reassured me that she

has loved Avery like a sister and that she would always be there for her. I nodded in agreement and thanked her for being

eyes when she

attempted to

her that soon the Hags would be no more. I

other side of the gym that had been converted

had never been to a prom

one tops any I had seen. Too bad I can’t enjoy it as those kids in the

I believe her. I just hope that absorbing death doesn’t change

us who have been touched by

toast whichever

pocket and pulled out the coins. I held them

crowned, so I would like to give each of you one of these. Make a wish and flip the coin

help make those wishes come true.” I made sure to say that with a naughty undertone. I don’t want to

even

be one when girls as are desperate as these are makes it easy. However, I am grateful that this

and regal this glamour makes me look?

to being Draven, just Draven. I smile at that

stage. The principal, Mr. Gray, speaks, “I am

see many of you graduate this year,

tribe and others depends on you. Now for the moment you

year’s king and queen.” He takes an envelope from Mr. Chen and opens

I will allow it. We have

please come to the

They aren’t to be

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