Page 109 of Fae Reckoning

Disappointment flickered like flames along the edges of my righteous anger. After all Talisa had done,thiswas what the mighty dragons considered sufficient punishment? Clearly people and dragons had different notions of justice.

I stifled a sigh.

I grumbled, trying hard to remain respectful.

Einar’s voice growled into my mind.

I whipped around, searching for the massive black dragon. He was nowhere. My gaze skittered across so many fae locked in the throes of life or death.

Einar said.

I wet my lips, tasted blood, and grimaced.

the she-dragon supplied.

Einar added.

I asked, my mind reeling from the implications.

the she-dragon replied.

Einar said.

Way to be cryptic when it counts most.

Einar said,

Eyes so wide I felt them, I sat back onto my ass, not bothering to shift a hard lump that dug into a butt cheek.

the she-dragon said.

I asked, breathless despite not speaking aloud.

Einar said.

the she-dragon explained.

My chest was tight. —I spat the word—

Compassion and sorrow pulsed from the she-dragon, loosening the hardness around my heart.

The din was loud and clamoring. I nevertheless found temporary stillness within it. A few seconds slipped by before I finally nodded.

Einar said.

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