The porter ran back and brought him food. They all sat down on the rocky floor to have it. Daryn opened the napkin of the chicken sandwich and offered it to Brantley. He replied, "Thanks Brantley, but some other time. Beside, you should come over to Bainsburgh."
A smile tugged at Brantley's lips. He took the sandwich and started to chew it slowly.
Dawn had become absolutely quiet. King of Aztec? Why did he have the same dragon tattoo as hers? Did he know about Quetz? Was he a weredragon? What was the connection? How did he know Daryn? Where was destiny taking her? She was sitting beside Daryn in so much tension that she felt as though the time had stopped. Her thoughts raced a lot and she had to take control of them.
