Corruption

>>Aelin

My voice shook a little as I asked, "T-twenty, only?"

"Yes, and that is why Ruoxy got away with her lie too." He said and I felt myself understanding things.

"I see…" Ariston had mentioned that there weren't many survivors at the end of the war, but I couldn't have thought that there were only this few. I stared at Draegon, the nervousness in me still not dying, "Um," Something that Ruoxy said bothered me but I wasn't sure if I should ask

"Yes?" Draegon spoke, "Do you have a question?" He spoke softly

"I was thinking about what Ruoxy said in the dungeon."

"Yes?"

"There was something she said about corrupting," I asked, "That the Abyss had corrupted you, and you could never escape it."

Draegon's steps faltered for a moment, but he didn't stop walking. He let out a slow, heavy sigh, running a hand through his dark hair. "I'm not entirely sure," he admitted. "But... I have an idea."

I waited, sensing there was more.