Aria’s POV“Kael?” My voice caught in my throat as he stood in the doorway, broad shoulders filling the frame like he owned it.He didn’t answer right away. His eyes scanned the small dorm, then landed back on me. I pulled the sheets higher over my chest, heat rising in my face at how close I had come to being exposed.“What are you doing here?” I forced my tone sharp, like I wasn’t rattled.Kael stepped inside without asking. The door creaked wider behind him, torchlight from the corridor spilling across the floor. “You sleep lightly, Ironclaw.”“You broke my door open,” I shot back. “Anyone would’ve woken up.”He smirked at that, not even pretending to feel guilty. His gaze lingered too long, studying me the way he had in the arena, like I was some kind of puzzle.“What do you want, Draven?” I asked, tightening the sheet around me.He tilted his head, crimson eyes narrowing just slightly. “To look you in the eye without an audience.”I gritted my teeth. “Congratulations. You’ve see
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