-Laelia-
“Twelve days,” I mumbled angrily, taking a sip from my cup.
I drank the last of the water, my throat feeling oddly dry. Then again, it was an exceptionally hot day.
“What did you say?” Mayla inquired, leaning closer.
We were sitting in the garden at a small table, drinking and talking. It was too hot to do much else.
“How do you survive in such heat?” I asked the two ladies.
None of them seemed on the verge of passing out from the heat. In fact, their skin seemed to glow. The two of them exchanged a glance before smiling at me.
“You know dragons thrive in the heat. What we can’t understand is why you humans choose to live in such cold weather,” Mayla said.
“Maybe so we stay safe from dragons,” I replied.
They both laughed at my little joke, but I knew others might have f
