"I'm all alone. I'm out alone and I'm alone inside as well." Perhaps it was an act, but she sounded sad. She reached out to put a hand on Lindsey's shoulder and then she moved closer, so she could lean her head against his chest. She let herself melt against him, listening to his heart beat.

"You can do such great things. I can see it. All this paper weighing you down." Drusilla shook her head and moved away just enough to look at him. "Do you want a crown, Lindsey? I think you could be king. I think you could slay dragons. Do you want to be a king?"