““And then, because I’d fought through dragonfire and death and knew at last what courage looked like, I kissed him. I thought I knew everything there was to know about fire. I’d smelled it, touched it, almost tasted it, but for all that, I had no idea. This was the fire that bound the Daired bloodline to dragonkind. Love, and passion, and wildness— all burned in that single touch, searing my lips even as it seared my soul.””
