show you to the dinning room.”
Amber nodded, her mind spinning with questions. What was going on? And what was she meant to do about it? Ronan! She’d have to tell him. But not right now. Not where other people could hear her.
When they reached the dinning room, it was to find everyone already seated and eating. Amber collected a tray and took the plate Stanley handed her. She inhaled deeply before she added it to her tray, collecting a drink of water and cutlery before she sat at the end of a half empty table. Across the room Roy sat, sending her frequent glances. He knew. He’d have to know. And that would be why he avoided dragon bone. It weakened dragons. She couldn’t stop wondering how a dragon, even part dragon, had become a Knight. They hated dragons.
Once her meal was finished, she rose to her feet, noticing Roy do the same, leaving his half eaten meal on the table as he headed for the door. Amber crossed the room, stepping through the doorway just after him. They walked silently through the corridors and she didn’t bother finding something to talk about. She was too busy trying to figure out how he’d ended up a Knight. How the impossible had happened.
Roy stopped partway along a hallway, gesturing to the door a couple of metres away from them. “Your grandfather’s quarters.”
Amber stared at him a moment, trying to see any other indications that he was a dragon. She was unable to find any, but she also couldn’t when the dragons she knew were in human form. “Will you wait?”
Roy nodded.
She hurried forward and knocked on the door. She hoped this wouldn’t take long because she still needed to ring Ronan.
Charles opened the door, stepping back so she could enter. He closed it firmly behind him. “What did you think you were doing earlier? Why have you got to make such a scene all the time?”
“I can’t have dragon bone. You know that.”
“I didn’t know what they had planned. I didn’t agree to it. You’re of no use to us if you’re weak. All I ask is that you don’t make a scene. You could have handled things better.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Don’t you dare blame this on me. I wasn’t the one trying to force someone to have something that was no good for them.”
Charles pointed a finger at her. “Don’t bring shame on our family.”
Amber crossed her arms over her chest. It wasn’t fair. He was acting like it was all her fault. She shouldn’t have been surprised. “Was that it? Can I go?”
Charles stared at her for nearly a minute before he nodded his head.
Chapter Seven
Amber spun, flung the door open and let it slam shut behind her. Roy was still in the hallway. “Take me to my room.” Roy silently led the way and Amber was relieved. She was too angry to talk and needed the time to calm down before she rang Ronan. At her doorway, she again asked, “Will you wait?” When Roy nodded, she entered her room and closed her door. Sitting on the edge of her still unmade bed, she rang Ronan.
“It’s after midday.”
“I had to eat. You didn’t want me to turn into a panther and attack them, did you?”
Her question was greeted by silence.
“Well?”
“I’m thinking.”
Amber shook her head a slight smile forming. “It’s not going to happen, Ronan. You can quit fantasizing about it.”
“Have you learned anything useful in their Knight school?”
She eyed the door, wondering how good Roy’s hearing was. “Depends on what you term useful.”
“You have? Tell me.”
“Hang on.” Amber crossed the room, still keeping the phone fairly close to her mouth, and opened the door. “Roy, what’s planned for this afternoon?”
“Archery lessons.”
“Great. Where are they held? We aren’t late, are we?”
Roy shook his head. “The minibus doesn’t leave for about another twenty minutes.”
“Minibus? We’re leaving the headquarters?”
Roy nodded.
“Thanks.” She closed the door again, leaning against the wall. “Ronan?”
“Chait
Amber nodded, her mind spinning with questions. What was going on? And what was she meant to do about it? Ronan! She’d have to tell him. But not right now. Not where other people could hear her.
When they reached the dinning room, it was to find everyone already seated and eating. Amber collected a tray and took the plate Stanley handed her. She inhaled deeply before she added it to her tray, collecting a drink of water and cutlery before she sat at the end of a half empty table. Across the room Roy sat, sending her frequent glances. He knew. He’d have to know. And that would be why he avoided dragon bone. It weakened dragons. She couldn’t stop wondering how a dragon, even part dragon, had become a Knight. They hated dragons.
Once her meal was finished, she rose to her feet, noticing Roy do the same, leaving his half eaten meal on the table as he headed for the door. Amber crossed the room, stepping through the doorway just after him. They walked silently through the corridors and she didn’t bother finding something to talk about. She was too busy trying to figure out how he’d ended up a Knight. How the impossible had happened.
Roy stopped partway along a hallway, gesturing to the door a couple of metres away from them. “Your grandfather’s quarters.”
Amber stared at him a moment, trying to see any other indications that he was a dragon. She was unable to find any, but she also couldn’t when the dragons she knew were in human form. “Will you wait?”
Roy nodded.
She hurried forward and knocked on the door. She hoped this wouldn’t take long because she still needed to ring Ronan.
Charles opened the door, stepping back so she could enter. He closed it firmly behind him. “What did you think you were doing earlier? Why have you got to make such a scene all the time?”
“I can’t have dragon bone. You know that.”
“I didn’t know what they had planned. I didn’t agree to it. You’re of no use to us if you’re weak. All I ask is that you don’t make a scene. You could have handled things better.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Don’t you dare blame this on me. I wasn’t the one trying to force someone to have something that was no good for them.”
Charles pointed a finger at her. “Don’t bring shame on our family.”
Amber crossed her arms over her chest. It wasn’t fair. He was acting like it was all her fault. She shouldn’t have been surprised. “Was that it? Can I go?”
Charles stared at her for nearly a minute before he nodded his head.
Chapter Seven
Amber spun, flung the door open and let it slam shut behind her. Roy was still in the hallway. “Take me to my room.” Roy silently led the way and Amber was relieved. She was too angry to talk and needed the time to calm down before she rang Ronan. At her doorway, she again asked, “Will you wait?” When Roy nodded, she entered her room and closed her door. Sitting on the edge of her still unmade bed, she rang Ronan.
“It’s after midday.”
“I had to eat. You didn’t want me to turn into a panther and attack them, did you?”
Her question was greeted by silence.
“Well?”
“I’m thinking.”
Amber shook her head a slight smile forming. “It’s not going to happen, Ronan. You can quit fantasizing about it.”
“Have you learned anything useful in their Knight school?”
She eyed the door, wondering how good Roy’s hearing was. “Depends on what you term useful.”
“You have? Tell me.”
“Hang on.” Amber crossed the room, still keeping the phone fairly close to her mouth, and opened the door. “Roy, what’s planned for this afternoon?”
“Archery lessons.”
“Great. Where are they held? We aren’t late, are we?”
Roy shook his head. “The minibus doesn’t leave for about another twenty minutes.”
“Minibus? We’re leaving the headquarters?”
Roy nodded.
“Thanks.” She closed the door again, leaning against the wall. “Ronan?”
“Chait
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