Emberflame Ridge dragon house

No.

He figured she must be terribly ill. Maybe not his problem for very long — unless he willed it. It left a bitter taste in his mouth like stomach acid.

Elsewhere.

And it didn't matter now. It would never matter again, he thought.

It'll get cold here, but it'll be sheltered. You won't be bothered.

You won't be found — did someone look for her now?