Trauma turns everything into an ugly thing. I love lightning and thunderstorms, but after everything we've been through, whenever the first lightning strikes, I think it was another bomb explosion, and my body starts shaking so badly that I can't control it. However, I still love thunderstorms and enjoy the rest of them—except the first one.
“You defended the smallest with ferocity. And strength of courage is more important than physical strength. Since you apparently need to know before we land.” My throat tightens from his words, emotion forming a knot I have to swallow past. Oh. Shit. I hadn’t spoken those words. I’d thought them. He can read my thoughts. “See? Smartest of your year.” So much for privacy. “You’ll never be alone again.” “That sounds more like a threat than a comfort,” I think. Of course I knew that dragons maintain a mental bond with their riders, but the extent of it is more than a little daunting.
“My name is Tairneanach, son of Murtcuideam and Fiaclanfuil, descended from the cunning Dubhmadinn line.” He stands to his full height, bringing me eye level with the canopy of trees around the clearing, and I squeeze a little tighter with my thighs. “But I’m not going to assume that you’ll be able to remember that once we reach the field, so Tairn will do until I inevitably have to remind you.”
I finally read chapter twelve, and I loved it. So far, aside from Violet, I’m in love with Ridoc and Rhiannon. Ridoc is hilarious, and he somehow knows exactly what to joke about or when to throw in a sarcastic remark in every fucking situation. Just read this:
“Honestly, I thought they were going to eat you,” Luca remarks. “Me too,” I admit. “I wouldn’t have blamed them,” she continues. “You’re insufferable,” Ridoc calls back. I focus on the path and keep walking. “What? She’s obviously our weakest link after Pryor, and I don’t blame them for snuffing him out,” she argues. “He could never make a decision, and no one wants someone like that as their rider—” A blast of heat singes my back and I halt. Don’t be Ridoc. Don’t be— “Guess the dragons think she’s insufferable, too,” Ridoc mutters.
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