"What do you suggest that we do?" Seraphim said one night while keeping her hands busy rearranging some clothes.Draegon, who was on the bed with a book, covered it partially, as his finger was set in the middle to prevent the page he was reading from being covered up. "About Valen?" Seraphim nodded, lines of worry spread across her forehead as she brought out the matter again. "I am scared that she might just decide to do something stupid again. She always comes up with the most inconvenient solutions to solving problems. I suggest that we should lock her up..." "Seraphim," Draegon called her softly, "Calm down. Remember that she is our daughter, not a random animal, okay? We can't lock her up. She needs her freedom to go anywhere. You've also been keeping an eye on her, that should be enough. I will also put her by myself every time so she wouldn't be able to sneak off." He assured her. Just when he thought the conversation would die, his mate wouldn't relat
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