We had one thing in common. Neither of us wanted this.
I laid back in my bed as the tears rolled down my face. I worried about Dad. I couldn’t lose him. Not like this.
The Blake I knew was gone, too. It was just an act.
The door opened,and my eyes flickered to the guy with silver hair. It was almost glowing. He had a tray of food with him.
He smiled and put the tray with a plate filled with eggs, bacon, and toast with butter and a glass of orange juice in front of me. “How do you feel?”
“Like they cut me in half.”
“A bit too drastic. It was just a few cuts, Princess.”
“Don’t call me that, please?”
“What, a princess?”
“I don’t feel like one.”
“That will change when you get to Paegeia. “
“Do you know if my dad is still alive?”
“He was when they flew with him to Paegeia last night. He’s strong. I’m sure he will be fine.”
My lips quirked. Grateful that he’d dropped the princess. He introduced himself as Ben. He was mesmerizing, with his glowing silver hair and blue eyes. Almost like an angel, but still like a runway model.
He looked at my wrists and the cuts on my body where Fox bladed me.
There wasn’t even a mark.
“How is it possible?”
“I’m a Swallow Annex. Healing is our game.” He winked.
“You are a—?” I couldn’t say the word. My eyebrows squinted. There wasn’t a scale in sight.
He nodded. “A Metallic dragon. Part of the gentle race.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s my honor. I’m sorry I can’t heal inside.” He tapped his head, and I got what he was saying.
“That would’ve been impressive.”
Ben chuckled. “You need anything, yell.”
He left, and the door closed behind him. I ate my breakfast slowly as last night played off in my mind. Blake was really impressive. I was glad that he was immune to that ring. I still wondered what he’d told Fox to wipe the smirk from his face.
Which made me wonder if Fox was nine hundred years old and looked like that? How old was Blake?
My Dad spoke about the essence. If a dragon gave it to their rider, then they could get hundreds of years old.
Did his dragon give him the essence?
I nibbled for almost an hour on my plate of food. Ben came back and took the tray.
I laid my head back and drifted away.
