Dragon-Ridden (45 page)

She stepped back and eyed her
handiwork. It’d do. Few, except the ones who were there in those dank tunnels,
would know of his actions. She’d come back later and etch the words deeper in the
rocks and make sure they’d remain until long after she’d faded from this world.
He’d be remembered. She’d make sure of it.

Blade’s presence was soothing. “One
couldn’t ask for a better remembrance,” he said. She smiled through her tears.
“Come on.” He turned back towards the city. “I’ll show you my favorite part of
these ceremonies. The drinking.”