CHAPTER TWELVE
We soon found ourselves back at Mordra’s house, and Sheol floated out of the house as we landed in the courtyard. “That was-” The dog leapt out of my arms and hit the ground running, racing about him with barking glee. The dragon raised an eyebrow but didn’t even bat an eye as he glided over to Duncan and me. He looked us over and lifted his other eyebrow. “Did you run into a slime arbiter?”
“A detour which caused some unexpected difficulties in the north,” Duncan admitted.
Sheol wrinkled his nose. “Cornelia.”
Duncan inclined his head. “And she was very exuberant.”
The pup raced up to us and stopped at my feet. He gave a bark before he shook himself hard, tossing the goo
