Chapter 8

Maya pulled out a few marks from the purse and dropped them on the bar for Theo. “Meet me tomorrow. I’ll get you a seat to watch.”

“Dragons up,” Theo said with a wink.

Maya left her at the bar with her loch and watered-down ale. She headed up another level and out the back way onto the streets of Kinkadia. She breathed in the clean air from the valley and turned her head skyward to take in the twinkling night stars overhead. A dragon passed across the moon, briefly shadowing it. She missed flying. Gods, she seriously missed flying.

She trudged across the cobblestones through the Dregs of the city of Kinkadia. The old familiar walkways were notoriously the worst part of the city. Primarily humans and half-Fae lived in squalor on the north side of the valley where the city was located, bracketed on three sides by an impressively large mountain range and a winding river running diagonally along the southern border.

She should have headed straight for her home in Draco Mountain, but her h