that? Unless you stole that power, too.”
She glanced at the older man. He was the first person to be nice to her in a long time. He clicked his long nails on his cane. “I’ll be damned. Her ability wasn’t stolen, Andrik. It was given to her. Child, extinguish your flames. By my word, you will not be harmed.”
She looked between the both of them. Ralag was sincere in his words. Kestrel calmed her mind and pulled the power back. When she did, she felt that little bit of Cas wrap around her and comfort her. “Fine.”
“You can’t give your word—”
Ralag turned and faced Andrik. He drew himself up, and the power Kestrel felt from him was overpowering. “You’re forgetting to whom you’re speaking, hatchling. You will do as you’re told on this.”
Andrik glanced at her and shrunk back. “Forgive me, Uncle.” His eyes didn’t leave hers. He sheathed his dagger and relaxed his stance. She still sensed his hostility.
“Tell your father he will be having visitors. I think he will want to meet our guest.”
Andrik left the room. Ralag hobbled over and sat beside Kestrel. He patted her hand. “I thought the ability had died out among the tamed dragons that bond with the humans. Do you mind if I look?”
“Look for what?”
He took her face between his hands. His palms were warm, warmer than they should have been. “To see who gave you part of their soul.”
Soul! Cas gave me part of his soul. “Is that why I have the dragon fire?”
“Only part of it. May I?”
She nodded. Ralag’s eyes widened. Power suffused her body. An uncomfortable pressure settled on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe. Blackness surrounded her, but something slithered against her mind. She saw the flash of white scales, and then he pulled away. Her vision cleared. Kestrel blinked, and the world came back into focus. Ralag’s expression softened.
“Poor child, you’ve carried a burden you shouldn’t have had to carry. And it seems you’ve been misinformed. We must go to my brother to get this cleared up.”
“Who is your brother?”
“He’s the dragon king.”
“How is that possible?”
“There was much Castigan didn’t know about his past. About who he really was. If he had known, I think your life would’ve been much different.”
She didn’t understand what Ralag was getting at . How could his brother be the dragon king when Ralag is human? Unless the king was bonded to a dragon the way she had been. “I’m not sure I understand.” Pena said Cas was different. Was he from here?
“Castigan was stolen from his mother when he was just born. Sometimes bandits come and snatch eggs or hatchlings before they have matured. We do everything we can to stop them, but sometimes when we look away, we lose one.”
“I still don’t understand.”
Ralag got up and hobbled to the door. “Let me get you something suitable to wear. Your things are over there, but most were burned.”
Great. He left the room. Kestrel tried to move again. This time she found her middle didn’t hurt as badly. If she moved slowly, she could deal with the remaining pain. Cas had been stolen from birth . How would our relationship have been different if he knew what he was? She reached her sack and saw the scorch marks. The material wasn’t spelled against dragon fire. Digging through the remains, she discovered her spell book was gone. She felt the blood drain from her face. All of the spells in the book she knew by heart, but her private thoughts and feelings were also in the pages. Hopefully, it was lost and not fallen into the wrong hands.
Chapter Five
Kestrel sat back on the mattress in the thin shift she wore. She figured that she was inside Blaze Mountain. The presence of the dragon minds enveloped her when she concentrated. It was a pleasant feeling knowing she wasn’t alone. She wouldn’t have guessed humans also cohabitated with the dragons. Their society seemed completely different than anything