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Chapter Five - Jay I hadn't slept at all that night. I lay awake instead, listening to the sounds of my parents moving about. I heard the soft murmur of their voices; probably discussing the dragon attack. I heard my mother's voice begin to break, as if she were crying. I pulled a hand down my face. Not the dragon, then - they were talking about more important things. We relied solely on my fathers' fishing successes for money. When the large boat he usually worked on, the Featherlight , had been held in one season for repairs, we hadn't recovered from the loss. My father and I had tried to compensate by fishing by ourselves, but as luck ...

Chapter Thirteen - Jay We'd travelled ever since the attack the previous day. We walked when we could, and whenever Solan felt up to it he would fly with us for awhile, just to stay ahead of any soldiers that might be pursuing us. It was stressful and tiring, and I kept checking behind me to see if the soldiers were coming for us still. Despite my caution, my fears went unfounded. No one seemed to be chasing us. If there were soldiers following us, they were too far behind to see. The sword I'd taken weighed heavily on my waist. We'd fashioned a makeshift belt for it, though the scabbard we'd found was loose and it swung wildly with every ...