16 A Shattered Past
The room fell silent while everyone crowded around Julius. Anticipation mounted, forcing a nervous squeal from Kaya’s impatient lips. Dorian stared at Xia with his mouth partially
agape, mesmerized by her aura of beauty and elegance.
“If you stare at her any harder, she may combust into flames,” Dain whispered.
“I thought she did already,” Dorian retorted.
Julius breathed deeply, emotionally preparing himself before recounting the somber story of his painful past. “Before we begin, let me tell you exactly who I am. I am what some used to call a Droragorian,” he began.
“What’s that?” Dorian asked.
“It was a race of beings that thrived long ago. Technically, I am a dragon, although I can take a human appearance. The Droragorian is what we were called. When I was
