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My mead-addled brain took a moment to follow Kewyn’s train of thought as she looked meaningfully at me.

“You mean you thought dragon-kin might be responsible?” I said.

“Yes. It’s rare, but dragon fire can get hot enough to melt steel,” she said. “Of course no one else listened.”

“But they’d have had to get over the Cythruan,” I said. “The mountains are heavily guarded at more than one point and it’s not like they can go over the tops.”

“I know,” she said. “But it was really the only thing that made sense. Why would the entire base attempt exodus, only to have their cable car melt? If dragon-kin attacked...”

“Isn’t there a signal beacon?” I asked.

Kewyn sighed. “Yes, and it was never lit. It is still very strange to me. I really hope that something up there can help clear up this mess.”

I frowned, digging my fingers into my chin. “Maybe I should talk to Levent about this,” I said.

“I already did,” Kewyn said, standing up and walking over to her closet. “He was as tight-lipped as usual.”

“But if dragon-kin really did attack the Spire two years ago, you’d think that someone would have seen something. A troop of flying kin are not exactly inconspicuous,” I said.

“That’s what my father said,” Kewyn muttered as she pulled off her shirt. I quickly averted my eyes. The blonde noticed the movement and quickly muttered, “Sorry. I’m used to changing in front of my guards.”

“It’s okay,” I said, staring at the floor. “But, nothing has happened since the crash, right? No other things that seem like dragon attacks?”

“No,” Kewyn said. When she sat down on the bed she was dressed in a thin cotton gown. “But there have been sightings of a dragon-kin other than Levent roaming around. We don’t have any papers on him, but twice he’s been suspiciously near the last known locations of our kidnap victims. I wish they’d let us start enforcing the port sooner.”

“What would a dragon-kin have to do with that?” I said.

Kewyn shrugged. “I don’t know,” she said. “I think it’s time for sleep. My brain is getting muddled more than it was already.”