PARIS'S POV
It was both the most selfless, and kindest thing I had ever done. Letting Ember go.
I was both liberated and heartbroken. And I wondered how a person could feel so much in such equal and destructive amounts. I wanted alcohol, wanted to lose myself in the bottle, but Jackson caught me while I was on my second glass and sat with me.
You look like you're in a poor mood, Sire. So, I have reason to believe that you aren't in a very safe place right now. Which Is why.." he started and walked toward me, picked up my bottle and went back to his chair, sat, "I won't let you do what you are of the mind to do."