17
We traveled across the plains and reached the foothills as darkness gathered on the horizon. The road skirted the foothills and made westward, but Sage stopped us at the edge of the trees and raised his eyes to the heavens.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him as I followed his gaze. Caius had traveled well over the trees, but had circled back.
“It seems our dragon friend wishes to abandon the road,” he mused as he dismounted.
Caius landed near us and reverted back to his human form. It was mesmerizing watching such scaly girth shrink into such handsome features. “Is something the matter?” he wondered.
“You seem to have a different opinion than following the road,” Sage commented as he studied the dragon man. “Would that perhaps mean you know exactly where they’re headed?”
Caius stiff
