"You need to be in school," Devon uttered throwing his gaze at Syvan. The boy swallowed the food nervously unable to comment. He didn't want to go back to school and to a life that made no sense to him. His life as a human was fleeting and any moment could be his last. Syvan didn't wish to spend the last moments of his life wasting away in an institute that would keep him distant from Daylen. "Seva will drive you," Daylen offered without looking up at the man. Syvan frowned. It was evident without a doubt that Daylen was looking fot excuses to get rid of him. Every chance that opened up, Daylen jumped at it without asking him what he wanted. "Did I go to school in my past life?" Syvan asked. Daylen froze. In the past Syvan never had to be a student. He was many things, a prince, vampire, son, friend, brother, leader and most of all a lover. All his titles he wore them like a king. With grace and elegance. One that brought tears to Daylen's eyes as he thought back to that moment
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