That’s what feeds the dragons. Keeps them alive and healthy. They can follow the Meridian much the same way as any human can, which is by following the rich vegetation.”
I blinked.
“What?”
He closed his eyes and his face blanked as Skylar started to pick debris out of the wound.
“The flowers. Rolling meadows. Beautiful rich grass. It’s easy to find, especially here in Texas where the land is so dry that the vegetation not located along the meridian does not thrive. All you have to do is open your eyes. Flowers bloom all year long, deer eat copiously. I’ll have Declan take us down the line of the Meridian, and you’ll see,” he rumbled gruffly.
I thought back to our trip here, and tried to remember if I saw a difference in the vegetation, but couldn’t recall much. Mostly because every time I tried to recall what I’d seen, I could only remember studying the dragon I was riding on, as well as the one that had flown beside us.
“So other than the small group of Purists accidentally finding where you live, what’s the verdict? Will you tighten up security? What?” I asked, moving forward so my but t leaned on the padded bench Keifer was leaning against.
His shoulders touched mine as he shrugged.
“We control burn. The shield we have conceals us pretty well for the most part, but the Meridian makes the grass and flowers grow past our shields. Those are the parts that we burn and make look like the surrounding area. Although we end up burning quite a bit of the land beyond ours so it all blends in,” he admitted.
“How do you control burn?” I asked . “That’s a lot of land to be burning.”
He opened his eyes, and they were swimming with mirth as he answered. “The dragons.”
I blinked.
“The dragons…ohhh! They breathe fire?” I gasped.
He snorted. “Of course. What kind of dragons would they be if they didn’t breathe fire? But that’s just the fire dragons. There are many kinds of dragons. The ones you saw yesterday afternoon, the small ones, those are ice dragons. They can breathe cold air and turn the surrounding area into ice. Then there are the lightnings. They cause thunderstorms. Big ones.”
I was fairly sure my eyebrows were somewhere in the vicinity of my hairline.
I had no idea there were different kinds!
“What’s your favorite kind?” I asked.
Now I was just trying to distract him, and it was working if the smile on his face was anything to go by.
He was enjoying telling me about his life and the dragons.
“They’re all special in their own way. I control all of the elements, because Declan can. He’s what you would call a Primordial Dragon—or a dragon that controls all elements. He can combine some of his abilities and make many things that you wouldn’t otherwise see with any specific dragon. My favorite thing he can do is make smoke. It’s less subtle than the other special powers, but we use it the most. Situations where we need a quick escape, we dispense smoke, and it’s like we disappear. We can do that to some extent, but mostly it’s just the smoke that he blends into that also aids in our disappearance,” he explained.
“Out in the alley that night,” understanding dawning. “There was smoke. That’s what you did?”
He nodded and smiled. “Yeah. Exactly what we did.”
A smile that went straight to my vagina, causing it to become wetter than it already was. Which also caused me to squirm.
“That’s pretty nifty, Mr. Vassago,” I confessed, hiding my emotions. “I’d thought that you’d disappeared. Whatever it is you do, it’s pretty amazing.”
“Alright, it’s stitched up,” Skylar sighed. “Don’t use it unless you absolutely have to. That means you’ll have to eat with your other hand and try to do without a shirt for the next two days. Or, at least, one that doesn’t touch it.”
I had to admit that seeing him without a shirt for the next two days was kind of heartbreaking. I mean my poor eyes,