Chapter 3 Wrong Woman"Thank you, Lady Greentinker, for your assistance." Mokanar rolled over the Dragonchild's body, "Blue scales. Surprising."
Amborlaine didn't want to look at the body. The creatures were frightening and repulsive alive. Dead she found them unbearable. "Why?"
Mokanar dug through the corpse's pockets, "Those that attacked my band were red Dragonchildren. You said the ones that attacked your caravan had black scales. Now these are blue."
"I don't understand."
"Dragonchildren are a specific color of scales, each tying back to the dragon that they serve. These two here would serve a Blue Dragon, most likely the one called 'Chiemmaelianth'.”
"Wait, these things are led by a dragon? A real dragon!"
"I'm afraid so, Milady."
"That can't be. My Pada said dragons died out o
