Chapter 4Egil hardly dared breathe. It had been fifteen minutes since Draken had climbed the stairs. He should be in the tower, but what if he was standing right around the turn?
“Are you okay?” Liz spoke in a hushed tone.
“I don’t know.”
Liz nodded. “Who is he?”
Egil blew out a shuddering breath. “I don’t know.”
“He’s not Draken, is he?”
“He claims to be, but…” He sent her a pleading look. “I need him to be.” As much as he hated Draken, he needed him. Without him, he’d be nothing. He’d starve. The people in Edge already looked down on him. If he were to be homeless and penniless…And he couldn’t count on the reverend to help him. Goodwin helped organize the matings, but it didn’t mean he respected the men and women who became dragon mates. It was a sacrifice he was willing to make fo
