“In case you missed it when I crossed the parapet, I am not in your chain of command,” I fire back. “But you are in mine,” Aetos warns. “And I speak with the authority of Melgren.” Fury gets the best of me. “And I speak with the authority of Tairn, Andarna, and the Empyrean. Or did you forget that two dragons also lost their riders?” “If I wasn’t in love with you already, I would be now,” Xaden says, crossing his ankles.
