25Chapter Twenty-Five
Panic raced through Meikah. She didn’t want to be chased not only from her home, but also her country. She blurted out the first words that came to mind. “Your son may be involved.”
The King spun to face her. “I beg your pardon?”
Meikah took a step back from him. “Not deliberately. Or at least not as far as we can tell.”
“You’d best tell me everything you know,” the King ordered.
“We don’t know anything for certain,” Kellan said. “That’s why we’re hoping Mezeth can go with us.”
“You think I should let the dragon freely roam my country after the amount of devastation she’s caused,” the King said.
“I think even a human would have done similar in their grief,” Kellan said.
“They might have,” the King said. “But a dragon is capable of more devastation than a singl
