I’m not sure what has changed, but Eliane keeps claiming me as her dragon. I’m not complaining, I love it. And now, whether she realizes or not, she’s walking into the dining hall still holding my hand.
As soon as we walk in, everyone goes quiet and stares at us.
“Why are they staring?” she whispers, even though everyone in here can hear her.
“You’re holding my hand,” I tell her, waiting for her to yank her hand out of mine.
She looks down as if just realizing that our hands are still joined.
“Does that bother you?” she asks, looking back up at me.
“No.”
“Okay,” she says, continuing to hold my hand as she walks to the food area.
I hand her a plate and I’m just about to start piling the food onto it, when I hear Revalor’s smarmy voice.
“Well, if it isn’t the Alpha dragon and her li
