I allow this, I pointed out to him as he pushed his senses into my mind. As if you have the right to refuse. You tread my deck, and I will know you. What dragon has touched you? Under the circumstances, lying would have been foolish. A dragon pushed into my dreams. I think it was a dragon named Sintara, who claims the Elderling Thymara. I have been close to the dragons Tintaglia and Heeby. Perhaps that is what you sense. No. You smell of a dragon I have never sensed. Come closer. Put your hands on the railing.
