Chapter 18
Drained by a weekend of riding dragons, battling karkavores and watching Daniel plumb the depths of a volcano, Esme practically sleepwalked to school on Monday. By lunchtime, sitting with Daniel, Lillian, and Vince at the end of Pier Two, she was struggling to stay awake. The insistent throb of her injured leg was the only thing keeping her from dozing off.
‘No, Vince, I’m fine,’ Lillian was insisting. ‘I don’t need a massage. I should never have mentioned my sore muscles.’
‘But my love, you’ve been through such an ordeal. You should be at home resting right now.’
‘How about you give it a rest, Vince?’ Daniel groused.
Through half-closed lids, Esme watched a pair of Scions dip in and out of the lagoon. Then her gaze drifted over to Vince, and she idly wondered when—and if—h
