Chapter 5Egil had so many questions. The new Draken was nothing like the old Draken. The old Draken would’ve snarled at the women, and he would’ve slapped Egil for suggesting reading up on human psychology.
They needed to talk, but Egil had no idea how to broach the subject. He had so many questions, but he feared the answers.
Draken took another swallow of the coffee and grimaced.
“You love coffee.” The old Draken did. He always drank his coffee as black as his soul.
“Coffee.” Ryu looked down into the cup as if he was seeing it for the first time. “It’s always described as a magical drink, but I don’t see the appeal”
“Who are you?” He didn’t even pretend to be Draken anymore.
“Draken the Dreadful.”
Before Egil could argue, the bell above the door chimed, and a young man with a heav
