“Abandon the idea,” Cyrus said sharply, wrenching open the silence. “Your efforts will be futile.” Alizeh did not look up. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Fling yourself into the sky as many times as you like. There will be no escape. I will not allow you to die.” “Do you speak to all young women with such ardent affection?” Alizeh asked steadily, even as her bones shook with cold. “If I swoon and fall off the dragon again, you will have only yourself to blame.”
