Dragons are sacred to us, they form the basis of our culture. But if you’re asking about the sort of beasts you hunt, then—no. They do not live here. Not anymore.” For a brief moment sadness envelops her like a flash of ice. But before Yeva can latch on to it, Lady Sookhee puts it aside and returns a small smile to her face. But this gesture of reticence only endears her to Yeva, who has spent a lifetime putting her own emotions into neat boxes where they won’t bother others.
