Prince Ievos had given Zia his bed for the night, comforting furs covering her as he did not see himself sleeping much in the last hours of this night. His camp was quiet as his men all slept too, he had answered no questions and he said nothing about what happened to Zia. He stood now, under the night sky, cool air surrounding him, his powers were weak, and he wondered if they would ever come back. He had gone from being the most powerful dragon in existence to probably the weakest and he knew Setka’Sier had done it to him, likely his mother feared his immense power and it had been true that he was even stronger than her, so she saw to it that it did not remain that way. He went to where he knew Urro had slept knowing Keltrin had probably just laid his head there for the night since he wa
