Chapter 7Egil hurried between the market stands. Being with Ryu was confusing, and he feared he’d have to explain a lot of things. The problem was, dragons were always convinced they knew best, and to tell them their way didn’t work often ended in broken bones and bleeding scratches. Hell, Ryu had almost killed him this morning without meaning to.
He didn’t want to think about how it would be when he meant to hurt him. Shuddering, he hurried along. Dragons were dragons, and best was to stay as far away from them as you possibly could.
He had far more money in his pocket than he normally did when going to the market, and he splurged on fruit. Draken never allowed him to buy fruit—waste of money. Egil suspected it was because he’d figured out how much Egil loved peaches. There were huge, j
