“Could you at least slow down a little?” I swear, the bastard speeds up. I open my mouth to verbally prod him yet again, snapping my lips shut when I catch a glimpse of his profile. A vein in his temple bulges, and for once, I have the good sense to bite my tongue and not piss him off more. Finally, he stops outside an enormous stone building that reaches high into the sky. My jaw falls open. The dragon aerie. He led us to the dragon aerie.
