Chapter Seventeen
A short time later, Llandry sat in her father’s workshop, watching Aysun from an out-of-the-way corner. Papa was looking strained, like he was only just holding himself together. That was highly unlike him, but with a fearsome mechanical menace threatening the realm, everyone was looking to the engineers to provide a solution. Aysun was widely accepted as the best of them, but that didn’t make him a match for Lokant technology. How could he be expected to solve this problem?
The worst part was that he expected himself to be able to combat the draykon-things. Frustration was etched in every line of his face, and when he spoke his words emerged in a growl. His wife’s home was burning around him and he couldn’t fix it.
Many of the war machines he’d been building had been
