“Hello,” Rhea said.
Her shifter guards growled in warning.
“Temper, temper kitty cats,” the stranger taunted.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m Brurien, leader of the dragons. I need your magic pretty one?”
“I thought I was crunchy one.” Rhea reminded him.
Brurien’s smile showed more sharp teeth than a human would. “I’m sure you taste delicious.”
Rafe snarled. “I could kill him for you.”
Brurien flexed his hands, claws popped out of the tips. “You can try little kitty but I’d hate to have to kill you both. It won’t encourage good relations.”
“What do you need my magic for?” Rhea asked. She didn’t exactly know what to do with this dragon in human form. She might like dragons but she didn’t trust this one.
The little Wiewon made a chirping noise. Rhea raised an eyebrow. “Relative of yours?”
Brurien shrugged. “Distant cousin.”
“Huh.” The four of them stood there for a moment watching each other. Rhea didn’t know what to do from there. No way would she wander off with this dragon shifter. Something in his blue eyes told her he couldn’t be trusted.
“There you are, dear.”
Rhea spun around to find the king approaching.
“Were you looking for me?”
She might not know how she felt about the man but he looked good from any angle. Her moon magic spiked the closer he approached.
“You shouldn’t go to the market alone you never know what dangers are waiting for you.”
Rhea turned to find Brurien had vanished.
“What do you know about dragon shifters?” Rhea asked. She accepted the arm Teven held out.
“They are all no good vagrants that live in the desert and prey on others. We’d be best off if they all disappeared,” Teven growled.
Rhea didn’t say anything. She needed to assess the situation. The dragon shifter appeared to have an agenda that included Rhea in some manner. She’d withhold judgment until she learned more. Even as she let the king lead her away she knew it wouldn’t be the last time she saw the dragon shifter.
“What are you going to do with the Wiewon?” Teven asked curiously.
“Give it to my sister,” Rhea replied.
The little creature chirped.
“Or keep him.” Rhea didn’t know if she’d be able to give him up but it wasn’t fair to the small animal to bond with it when she still planned to leave the planet. “I’ll think of something.”
She already felt a bond with the little dragon bird.
Teven grinned. “You should definitely keep him. He’ll help keep you calm while you plan your wedding.”
Rhea laughed. “I’ll give you points for persistence.”
“How many points do I need for a wedding?” Teven asked curiously.
“Ten thousand,” Rhea said promptly.
“How many do I have?”
“Ten.” Rhea smiled.
“I guess I have a lot of work to do.”
Rhea didn’t like the happiness in Teven’s voice. The king sounded like he’d enjoy the challenge.