His eyes met mine. Resigned. “Do it,” he said quietly. “I am prepared to enter Arcadia where my family awaits me.” The horror clamped my throat shut. He truly expected this, and that…that made it worse. “What is your name?” “It does not matter,” the young draken said. “It does,” I whispered, my eyes blurring. “No,” he said quietly. “It is not a name you need to remember.”
