“Very good,” Var noted as he admired the little vial with the nightroot berries. “Very good. It’s been a while since I saw any of those.”
“Can you make that promised potion then?” I asked, fueled with impatience. So much time had gone to waste, by now, Ryoko had to be going crazy, especially as a Sun Dragon. From what she explained, the sun was to her what the wind was to me. She craved it like a fish out of water and lungs needed air.
Var hummed as he rubbed circles through his beard. “Hmmmm... I’ll get started.”
“How long will it take?”
He glared at me. “As long as I need.”
I shifted my weight. “I’m a bit in a hurry.”
“And you don’t think I am?” he countered, the accusation flickering in his eyes. “Wait outside.”
“But—”
“I said, wait outside,” he repeated, the threat clear in hi
