Dragons would make poor merchants. We lack the patience to bargain, and we tend to eat the inventory.

I moved my head closer to Harlan.
He showed no fear. His smirk held steady. “If you’re thinking of getting friendly, I’ve already told you I’ve a wife, even if she’s far away”.

I had come to Ni-Yota with a simple mission: save my sister, kill the wizard. I had teeth, wings, determination, and maybe a bit of magic to aid me. Easy as gobbling a goat. Instead, I found myself entangled with a strange human, feuding dragons, and a web of intrigue I didn’t understand. Also, Ni-Yota had no goats.