Chapter Forty
Daniel realized his mouth was wide open as he stared at the dragon. He’d read stories of dragons talking telepathically before, but those had all been fiction...novels.
This wasn’t fiction. There wasn’t some underpaid author writing his life story. There wasn’t some narrator reading this sentence in a booth. This was totally real. And it was terrifying.
If the dragon could talk to him in his mind, could he also hear Daniel’s thoughts? Was everything he thought internally, not that he thought about a whole lot, public knowledge to the dragon? Did he have to be careful what he thought so he wouldn’t offend the dragon? The last thing he wanted was to be a dragon offender.
And how did the bloody dragon know how to speak English?
“Can you understand me?” Daniel asked aloud.
