“What does dragocen mean?” Luka asked. “It is an ancient language from the Beginning,” Razik replied, his tone pure arrogance. “Dragons hoard treasure. Their most valuable is called dragocen. Mai is a claiming. My most valued treasure.” Luka looked at their father, who was sipping on his second glass of liquor. “That is true, but it is more than that.” “By all means, enlighten us,” Razik drawled. Xan’s lips twitched as though he was fighting a smirk. He’d already picked up on his son’s love of knowledge and was using it to pull him into a conversation. Luka finally poured his own drink,
...more
