Chapter 159

Zarek

The problem with ancient dragon-to-dragon communication is that it is supposed to be profound.

Symbolic.

Layered.

Elegant.

Which is why I am standing in the heart of my fortress, fire coiling obediently around my boots, while my dragon stares into the distance with mounting irritation and says:

—and then he said “Bubble.”

I blink once.

“…Bubble,” I repeat flatly.

Yes.

I wait for more.

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