Chapter 16
“Where is she!” Raffvin roared as he flipped the table, scattering left over food everywhere in the center tent. “She was bound! She was in the middle of a camp filled with warriors! There is no way she can just have vanished,” he snarled as he turned to look at the three men who were in charge of the warriors.
“Tracks were found leading from the outer rim of the forest into the camp,” the large Sarafin male said staring with shuttered eyes at Raffvin.
Raffvin turned to look coldly at the warrior. A scar ran down the left side of his face from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth. “What kind of tracks?” Raffvin asked in a frigid tone.
“Dragon tracks,” the male responded with a shrug. “No one saw a thing. It was as if the dragon was invisible. The tracks lead to w
