“And you wonder why Belikon calls you a dog,” she said. That got Kingfisher’s attention. Slowly, his head rose, the silver flashing brightly in his right eye as he turned a baleful gaze on the female. “I don’t wonder. I know why he calls me that.” “It’s because of his deep loyalty to the crown,” Renfis said, biting back a smile. Kingfisher’s eyes flashed, the quicksilver writhing amidst the green. He snapped his teeth at his sister. “It’s because I bite.”
