Dragoncrest Cliffs The Prince And The Dragons

Blixen says something but she doesn’t know what it means. A quick glance in her direction doesn’t answer any questions. Instead, she agrees with her, and her ears fall back against her head. She doesn’t get a chance to say anything else—not that she has anything to say, anyway—but at least the girl doesn’t sound terribly angry. Instead of objecting, she calls for the Heda and Furi keeps her gaze on the girl longer. Maybe it’s not as bad as she’s led herself to believe but the ugly monster sits in the back of her mind and waits.

When Thuringwethil does show up, it stirs and her heart sinks in her chest. She hasn’t spent a lot of time with her and every time she has, it’s always been serious. Back when Eske brought her here to begin with and when they returned from their scouting mission. It all replays easily in her mind and she eventually turns, putting her focus on something else.

Arrille speaks up and this time the monster moves and latches onto it, finally finding something to feed on again. She sucks in a breath and her eyes widen but she doesn’t say anything, not sure how to fix it. She’d been the one to invite him to Drageda, not realizing it would be such a big deal. All she wants to do is run from the situation and hide as panic swells in the depths of her chest. Furi opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out. Her mind remains blank and she stiffens, stares at the ground, and waits for the inevitable trouble she’s in now.