I expected him to walk out, but he lingered, gazing at my face instead of my neck this time, his violet eyes contemplative.
“You are not without power, without aptitude,” he said. “Perhaps…”
“Perhaps?”
“As I told you, a dragon cannot teach an elf to use magic, but perhaps when there is time, I can take you to your people—your real relatives—and they would consider teaching you how to protect yourself from mind manipulation. And to fully learn how to use your powers. And in the mean time we should see if you can become a dragon again and I might…”
“You wish to see my dragon form?” I asked him, my heart beating a lot faster than normal.
“You do not have any idea how breathtaking you were when you shifted to a dragon. I have seen numerous dragons but never before have I seen someone whic
