"Eight years ago, a witch came and murdered my parents," Arkan told her, "Then she cursed me and my people into monsters. She also made it impossible for us to touch any humans, as I have told you before."
"But why the witch cursed you? And why did you kidnap me?"
Arkan did not immediately answer her. Instead, he asked, "I thought we agreed to take turns asking questions?"
Lyria pressed the mirror shard deeper into Arkan's skin. Not to the point of bleeding, but should be enough for a dragon's sensitive sense to know. "I may have told you that I prefer girly stuff. But I have learned a thing or two about wielding daggers. I know that if I struck the point where the head and the neck meet on the back it would be instant death."
Arkan's body rumbled with laughter as he heard Lyria. But s
