Yet Skylar’s heart beats wild and true,
To crimson scale and golden hue.
She will not watch their young be torn,
From dragons' hearts so bruised and worn.
Ryuki
When Bynjym tells me what Ylys said to Skylar, I watch her reaction. She stares at Cyryl as she caresses her head.
“Is it really a choice, Skylar?” I ask her quietly.
“What do you mean? Of course it is,” she says.
“You’re telling me that going back to your fiancé is preferable to staying with Cyryl?” I ask in disbelief. Is she really that in love with him? She said they were well-matched. I thought that meant she maybe had a fondness for him but didn’t necessarily love him.
“Of course not, but my father is there. My people are there,” she says.
“People who steal dragon eggs and sometimes let them die because they have no
