Erik
Infuriatingly, Dorian evaded me for most of the afternoon. I’d tried to communicate with his dragon but got nowhere. Hopefully, Avery was still sleeping as she’d seemed exhausted.
Ignis Terra seemed quieter than I remembered, but the palace and surrounding grounds were still as vast. The smarmy bastard laid his trail of breadcrumbs and had me chasing my tail. I finally tracked him to the west wing. The tall tower there held an eagle roost. Dorian always loved those damn birds, and he trained them to nest inside. Father impressed upon me as a boy never to hurt an eagle in my dragon form because his brother loved them.
I climbed the stairs, thinking of my mate and hoping she’d remained asleep to give her transitioning body some rest.
“I heard you were looking for me.” Dorian didn’t
