Chapter Ten: Fara

I let the waves of heat roll over me, sighing at the energy that seeps into my aching muscles. It's quiet, so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat.

After a few minutes of staring into the flames I find myself humming. I haven't heard the song in years, and I don't remember the words but the tune is permanently etched in my mind.

The fire seems to almost dance to it.

Footsteps snap me out of my trance, and I sit up, my heart pounding. My eyebrows furrow at the dark shadow of the dragon king—only recognizable by his golden hair, gleaming in the light of the volcano.

"I'm sorry I didn't think anyone was going to be up here," he murmurs.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

He shrugs. "I couldn't sleep," he says.

"Where's your mate?"

"He's helping his mother."

I frown. "It's the middle of the night."

"Yeah well she's still struggling, and some days are worse than others," he mutters.

"Right," I mumble, scooting