Turning the Tables

Sloane

Corbin is acting weird. We found shelter from the storm and are currently sitting inside a cave, but it’s almost as if Corbin is…freezing. But that shouldn’t be possible. The man is a dragon—surely he is just acting as if he is cold because his kind can’t be cold.

“How is the fire coming along?” Corbin asks from where he is sitting on a rock.

“Umm…nothing much is happening,” I stare down at