“Are you ok?”
Drathis looked up at her, she was real, so very real, and he kept thinking it was a dream he would wake up from. How could he have found another of his kind so easily, it was impossible was it not? Dimas possessed such magic to manipulate form, could this woman not just be a perfect craft of her deception? Her memories though were too spot on.
“Drathis? Are you ok?”
Blinking with a deep frown, he pulled himself back to the present, her hand was on his knee, he hadn’t even felt it.
“Yes, fine,” He cleared his throat taking another sip of cider.
Drathis had pushed himself up with both arms getting out the hot spring looking back, catching Sinira sneaking a peek, he had smiled to himself with satisfaction. She had been trying so hard to pretend the view had h
