Amara
Something was wrong with Zane. Something that went much deeper than what had happened the night before with Rhydian. I had seen it first on his face when we had docked, and he had stepped foot on dry land again. I had expected him to be happy about it but his face was twisted into lines of misery.
It was still twisted into sharp lines now, five hours later.
And I wanted to know why.
What could have happened to put that look on his face.
As if she could feel me thinking about her, Crystals pretty face turned to me. her eyebrows pinching together. Too late I realised my mistake. She was a dragon, not of this world if the stories were right but still a dragon. She could probably read my mind as easily as if I had spoken the words. She didn’t say anything, but her head ducked do
