The rider sees the fire within,
A rebel soul, a kindred kin.
Though blood may mark her royal name,
Her heart has fled the throne of shame.
Skylar
Somehow, I once again wake up in Ryuki’s arms.
“What do you mean you’re hoping I can answer it for you. You don’t know what happened to me either?” I ask. I feel disoriented, tired, and very hungry.
Bynjym begins clucking, then he blows his fire, and hands me a piece of charred meat.
“You were hungry before all this happened. Eat and see if that helps you regain your memory,” Ryuki says.
I begin eating faster than I should, choking on the food that I can’t swallow fast enough.
Bynjym lowers a water flask, holding it until I can finally reach for it.
‘Slow down, Skylar. I know you’re hungry. You may very well be feeling your dragon’s hu
