Revenge of Flame Luna
“The innkeeper recommended this guide. He knows Cinderbloom better than anyone.”
The old man bowed slightly, but his gaze immediately slid past my shoulder toward Lulu, who was holding the baby near the bed.
“Welcome to the city of fire, gentlemen,” the man rasped, his voice like grinding stone.
“I’m your guide. They call me Dren.”
I stiffened.
Dragons were legends here.
They were the ancient guardians who built this city thousands of years ago and their existence now was incredibly rare.
Dren was one of them.
The old man narrowed his eyes, staring at Lulu with unusual intensity. A flicker of recognition flashed in them.