“I am. . .n-o—” For whatever reason, she could not finish the sentence. Her tongue wouldn’t let her tell him that this was not true. “I am. . .n-oo—”
“You are our mate.”
She pursed her lips together in frustration.
“Little one, dragons cannot lie.”
She cleared her throat. “Perhaps, you believe you are telling the truth, but it can still be a lie.”
“No, little one. Dragons cannot even lie to themselves.”
Sol’s breath shook as Korin crept forward.
Coins stirred beneath his enormous weight.
Giving up on the mate part, she edged back, step by trembling step. "Where are we?"
Korin inhaled her scent deeply through his nostrils. The rumble that followed made her bones vibrate. "You are home. This is just one part of our castle. I have someone to introduce you too."
“You said this is home.” She shook her head. "This is not the Lowly Quarter."
"Yet this is your home."
"Why did you really bring me here?"
"You wanted to know what you are."
"You could have just told me!"
"You would not have believed me."
“How do you know that?”
“Because it is obvious what you are, yet even you have chosen not to see it.”
“I. . .don’t know what I should see.”
“What magical creature would come from an egg?”
“Lowlys cannot learn, so how would I know?!”
“Hmmm. That is probably why your Lowly parents and you do not know. Plus, I have hidden information very well in this past century. Many others may not know either.”
“What information? Please. . .Korin. . .” Sol’s hands trembled as she lifted them, palms glowing faintly with the chill of her awakening power. "Tell me now."
“Do you think you are ready for the truth?”
“Y-yes.”
“Hmmm. But. . .I could barely believe it myself when I saw you. I thought that. . .there were no more but us.”
“No more of what?”
“How did your egg survive for so long?”
Sol parted her lips.
Korin moved closer.
