CHAPTER SIXTEEN
My eyes widened and I shook my head. “I don’t like the sound of that.”
“I fear you shouldn’t,” Sfetnic mused as he turned back to the stairs and ascended the next flight.
I hurried to catch up again and frowned. “But I thought the dragon kings were popular.”
Sfetnic nodded. “As they are, but popularity breeds envy, and power is always tempting to those too weak to reject its allure.”
I raised an eyebrow as I studied the man’s pale face. “You have anybody in mind who wants this power trip?” He cast me a slightly perplexed look. “Who wants the throne?”
Sfetnic shook his head. “Only suspicions, and they are not enough to act upon.”
“Then who do you suspect?” I persisted.
He grinned at me. “Everyone.”
Sfetnic quickened his speed and left me behind. “You can’t
