XXII
“We’ve been followed,” Miri said.
She patrolled the factory floor, looking in every dark area for any more signs of followers. The white orb had freaked her out and she wasn’t taking any chances.
“You’re not going to find anything,” Lucan said. He was still slumped in the chair, a hand over his face.
“Making sure,” Miri said. “That was a dragon, and whoever it was, it didn’t want to be seen.”
“It’s my uncle’s dragon,” Lucan said.
“Governor Grimoire?”
“You heard the rumors about how he secretly made a deal with a dragon for protection, right?” Lucan asked. “That was it.”
“That was just a rumor,” Miri said. “I thought it was something your camp spread to attack the governor.”
“Negative,” Lucan said. He stomped the floor and said “f**k! I’m so f*****g f****d it’s not even f*****
