Demetria was facing the couple with her eyes narrowed. Callista was squeezing the book as if the answers she wished to hear could come from it.
-Can I ask what I owe this displeasure? I did not have a kid*apping in my plans today. - The girl spoke with a poker face. They were wasting their time if they were here to make her confess she was a white dragon.
Callista grinned and pushed the picture before Demetria's face again.
- Does it look familiar to you?- She asked dryly. Kylan stood behind her with a smirk dancing on his lips.
- It looks like a dragon. I thought you lived here long enough to know that. - Demetria replied, shooting her brow and crossing her arms on her chest. She tried to look as relaxed as possible, hoping they would lose their confidence.
Callista hissed sligh
