The Dragon's Precious Gem
"Thousands of years ago. None of that blood remains. Dragon blood does not weaken when shared, that’s why we need regular outsiders to keep it from taking over. I’d be stuck like this otherwise."
His huge black head turned slightly, flashing her a grin filled with razor-sharp teeth, each longer than her forearm, before returning his focus forward.
For a moment, there was peace.
The sands rushed by, the wind hummed softly against the protective magic shielding her from the elements. And for just a breath, Caelia felt weightless.
Then, questions flooded her mind.
"Wait," she blurted, suddenly tense again. "Will Mirava be alright without you? There was an army!"
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