“None of your business what I choose or do not choose to channel toward my rider,” Tairn answers with a growl. This is going well. “He says—” I start. “I heard him,” Xaden counters, not sparing me a glance. “You what?” My eyebrows hit my hairline, and Andarna retreats to stand with the others. Dragons only talk to their riders. That’s what I’ve always been taught.
ooooooo interesting....
