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apprentice. It's all fixed and legal. Come on, let's go get your things."
    Pachai took the tweezers with the beetle from Kanvar's hand and squashed the beetle with a loud splat between the sole of his boot and the stable wall.

Chapter Three
     

     
    Back in Chandran's room , Kanvar laid his sleep shirt across his blanket, tossed his sandals on top, and rolled up the bundle. Except for his crossbow, and the clothes and armor he wore, that was all he owned. Not much to show for his fifteen years. Nothing at all compared to the possessions he'd once had back in Daro. But he'd traded all of that willingly for his most precious and precarious possession, his own life. A possession that Chandran in trying to save had surely forfeited for Kanvar.
    Kanvar had read over the contract. As Kanvar's legal guardian for the term of his indenture, Chandran had the right to apprentice him. A right Kanvar had never considered when he'd agreed to the indenture. The bitterness of his lost freedom stabbed his heart. He now had five years apprenticed to Sadiq. He doubted he'd survive that long. After his experience with the crazed camdor, Kanvar could not longer pretend the fever would never take him. It had been a painful reminder that he had been born a Naga. That he would die very soon, if he could not leave the colony and find the Great dragons.
    Not the blues. By the fountain, he swore, not the blues. They'd kill him before they ever discovered he was a Naga. With as ferociously as they fought against the humans, odds were they considered Nagas traitors to the dragons just as much as the humans considered them traitors to the humans.
    Somewhere out there lived other Great dragons. Reds in the living volcanoes, though the reds might kill him as fast as a blue. A Great Green was Kanvar's best chance. They lived in the densest parts of the jungle, lurking out of sight in the trees. The greens would paralyze their victims with poison secreted from beneath their scales and then take them back to their lair to eat them. Kanvar might be able to convince one of the Great Greens to bond with him. If he could find one. If he could get out into the jungle.
    "I know what you're thinking," Chandran said from the cot where he sat sharpening his sword. "Don't try to run away. It won't work. I've already told all the soldiers to make sure you don't leave the colony."
    An involuntary moan escaped Kanvar.
    Chandran lowered the sword. His face softened. An earnest kindness came into his eyes. "Kanvar, please. You'll die out there."
    Kanvar shook his head. "I know what I'm doing." He longed to boast that his grandfather had been Kamar Raza, and as a member of the Varna dragon hunter jati, Kanvar had learned every dragon hunting secret possible. But Kanvar couldn't do that without revealing his true identity as a Varnan as well as Amar's son and a Naga.
    "No, you don't!" Chandran's face turned red. He shook his sword at Kanvar. "I had two sons. Two. And I lost both of them to the dragons. I will not lose you as well."
    The great gong of the warning bell drowned out Kanvar's weak response.
    Chandran sheathed his sword and raced outside. Kanvar followed. Afternoon clouds blocked the sun. In the subdued light Kanvar saw the spread of a Great Gold dragon's wings as it swooped from the mountains down toward the colony. A human rode just behind its massive head.
    "I don't believe it," Chandran said in wonder. "A Great Gold and a Naga. They never attack the colony. Stay here," he told Kanvar as he joined the rush of soldiers to the defense of the city.
    Kanvar clutched his rolled blanket to his chest but couldn't still his racing heart. His father? But it couldn't be. His mother had shot Amar, twice. The bell continued to toll. And Kanvar stayed frozen in place. Gold dragons weren't fighters like the blues. A single gold wouldn't have a chance against the whole Maran army. And the Maranies hated Nagas even more viciously than the Varnans. His father coming here would