““The captain put his fingers to his temples as if he had a headache. “So, let me get this straight. Edgar, an immortal, who I assume is as unscrupulous as his sisters, tried to take that bracelet from you…” “He did take it,” she corrected. “I thought you said Zmey kept him from doing so.” “No. Edgar did snatch it from me at first, but Zmey made him give it back. I guess because King Wennergren gifted it to me. That means no one else is allowed to have it—that is, unless I give it away.” “So it’s good that you had Zmey there to help.” “Well….not exactly,” she hemmed again. “Not exactly, again?” Derian’s face tightened with frustration. He pressed harder on his temples. “Zmey protects the bracelet because he has to, but he doesn’t care much for me.” She hesitated before uttering the next sentence. “He actually tried to kill me.” “What? What! Why? Eena! ” “It’s okay, really, I’m fine! Naga protects me from those other dragons.” “Other dragons? For criminy’s sake, how many more are there?!””
