‘She is full of beauty, in form and movement,’ Amber whispered. ‘I see now what Paragon meant. Only a true-born dragon is a real dragon. All others are but clumsy imitations.’ Jek gave Amber a disdainful glance. ‘Six Duchies dragons suited me just fine. Would have been fine by you, too, if you’d lived with the fear of being Forged. But,’ she admitted grudgingly, ‘She is astounding.’ Reyn turned aside from their incomprehensible conversation.
