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chance to use the information in it? Like that’d go down well.
    “I’ll show you back to your room and draw you a map of how to find the rec room and dinning room from there.”
    “Okay.” Walking beside Dominic she tried to remember the way, but the corridors were all so featureless. She wracked her brain, trying to think of something to say, but couldn’t come up with a single word. What did you talk about with someone who thought killing dragons was fun? There was no way she wanted to relive past kills.
    When they reached her room, Dominic took a notebook and pen from his pocket and drew her two very basic maps. “Think you can follow them?”
    She nodded. Hopefully.
    “Make sure you’re in the dinning room by seven-thirty. If you’re late you won’t get dinner. The kitchenette in the rec room only has tea and coffee makings in it so don’t do go thinking you’ll be able to get something to eat there.”
    “Okay.”
    “I’ll see you at dinner then.” With a quick grin, Dominic headed back along the corridor.
    Amber stared after him, wondering how she was going to get through six weeks of this. Maybe she could hole up in her room and read. Although with the way things had been going for her lately, she’d still somehow fall into some sort of disaster. Closing the door behind her, she crossed the room and dropped onto the bed, folding the pillow before lying back on it. When she next checked the time, she saw she had only eight minutes to find the dinning room.
    Placing the book on the floor, open and facedown so as to not loose her page, she checked the map before she hurried down the corridor. Trying the door that should have been the dinning room, she found it was locked. She looked at the map again. Surely this was the right place. Pressing her ear against the door, she tried to hear if anything was happening inside. It wasn’t seven-thirty yet, so why was the door locked?
    There was a low murmur of voices and she strained her ears to hear what was happening. Was that her grandfather in there? Who was he talking to? It took her a moment to figure it out. Martin!
    “Don’t tell me that. I know. I’ve spent four decades as their prisoner, how could I not know?”
    “Then make her cooperate.”
    “Easier said than done. She doesn’t need us. She’s made treaties with dragons to protect herself. We have to show her she’s wrong. That all dragons must die.”
    “Then you should help us.”
    “I will. First of next year.”
    Fear skittered through Amber at her grandfather’s words. She wasn’t about to let him kill any of her dragons.
    “That’s too far away. Nearly three months. Why are you bothering to protect them? They wouldn’t keep their word to us.”
    “Because we’re better than them. We’re Knights. Our word is our honour.”
    “There’s nothing honourable about making deals with dragons.”
    “Do not speak to me like that.” Charles’ tone was cold. “I once held your position.”
    “Is that a threat?”
    “No. It’s a reminder.”
    “Then you should be willing to help us track down the dragons who held you.”
    “The only way you’ll find them, before the start of the New Year, is by getting the information out of Amber.”
    Footsteps echoed down the corridor and Amber drew herself away from the door. No one was in sight yet, but she didn’t want to be caught eavesdropping at the door no matter how badly she wanted to hear the rest of the conversation. She hurried back in the direction she’d come, glad it was away from the sound of footsteps. When she found her room, she dropped onto her bed.
    It sounded like there was no way her grandfather would ever accept dragons in her life. She didn’t know for certain about her grandmother, but if she had to take a guess, then she’d say she probably wouldn’t either. It looked like one day soon she was going to have to choose sides. And she had family on both sides.
    Dropping her head into her hands, she tried to think