Without another word, she’d held out her right arm to him, tugging the sleeve up. She’d watched him slice across the Mark and then his palm with a dagger. Then she’d forced herself to stay completely still when their power coiled and merged as he drew her flames into his dragon fire. She’d made herself hold his sapphire gaze the entire time, her teeth clenched tight. And when it was done, she’d left his rooms without a backward glance.
