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“Yes,” she huffs, crossing her arms. “It’s annoying.”

“Sorry.” I mumble. “Why isn’t she in The Glade?”

She looks away for a moment. “Her mate died last year in The Games. The Blessing reminds her of what she lost.”

“Oh Gods, I’m so sorry,” I say to Celeste.

“Well, I saydied, but it was more like murdered, wasn’t it?”

“What?”

She steps closer to me.

“You’re here to help find who is stealing eggs?”

“I told you that.” I try to take a step back, but she grabs my arm.

“I don’t have allies, but in this, I’ll try to help.” She looks back at her dragon. “The king has to be involved, I’m certain, and if I help, I want revenge for her mate. It’s the least I can do, understand?”

“The king?”

“That son of a bitch has been after us Dragorie for years, he wants to eliminate us and take our dragons. Who else would dare to try and get dragon eggs?”

What she’s saying makes sense.

“How could we ever go against the king if he’s behind it?”

“I don’t know, but we have to try. Our dragons are dying.”

She’s right, and somehow along the way, they’ve begun to feel like my dragons too.

“Okay.”

She nods and lets go of my arm. “What now?”

“I need to tell Rohan, and hope he doesn’t kill me for it.”

“Kill you?” She raises a brow. “With the way he looks at you, I wouldn’t worry about him killing you unless it’s with his dick,” she mutters.

My mouth drops open, cheeks heating. “It… we haven’t… it isn’t like that!”

“Mhmm.”

We part ways, agreeing to meet up again. I watch the night sky on the way back, the stars blink out every now and then, and Iwonder if it’s Drogonah causing that or something else I don’t know about.

Would they save me after I tell Rohan that Sigrid knows? Will they help—?

“You better not have told on me, bitch!”

My blood runs cold as I turn and find Darcia making her way over to me, eyes like fire.

I take a step back, heart beating painfully.

I will kill you.

Gods, I shouldn’t have come on my own.

“I didn’t, I promise, ahh,” I cry out as she grabs my hair in the hood with both hands, swinging me.