moment I would have given my left leg to be on that ship with them.
I shuddered at the ship lurched uncomfortably as it hit a particular strong gust. I would have risked facing Gorn and the villagers in hand-to-hand battle if it meant I could feel my feet on the ground again.
“There it is,” I barely heard Kewyn mutter.
The ship turned, making it impossible to ignore the fact that yes, we were still flying and were now several hundred feet off the ground.
“Prepare for landing,” she yelled back at us, and I heard Rio remove his restraining belt and move about the ship. I did not know what, exactly, was involved in parking this ship on something that was never meant to hold a skyship, and I did not want to know. I just hoped that whatever it was, it worked.
I shivered as the door opened and nipping air washed over me. Feeling the engine’s whirring slow, I finally risked opening my eyes. Through my lashes I saw the sky out the front window, and the half-blood leaning out the door.
Levent was staring straight ahead, and looked surprisingly uncomfortable. I felt a grin pulling at the corner of my mouth. He seemed to be having as much of an issue with our flight as I was.
I closed my eyes again, silently thanking the kin for his efforts.
A dragon-kin should be comfortable with heights, but that was because most dragon-kin had the insurance of a pair of strong wings to keep them from plummeting to a painful death.
The engines shuddered as I felt the bottom of the boat hit something solid and jarring. Kewyn hissed a little as she struggled to get the vehicle under control, and finally the sliding of the boat came to a stop. Rio whooped in triumph, and the engine’s whirring slowed to a stop.
“A successful landing!” the half-blood cheered.
The kin’s hand lifted off of mine, leaving my hand to feel even cooler than it had before. I opened my eyes and willed my stomach to settle.
Rio leaned down to look me in the eye. “Alright, m’lady? You look a bit green still.”
I nodded, though it was discomforting to know that the half-blood had noticed. I wondered what he thought of the dragon-kin holding my hand throughout the flight, but I hoped I would never be prompted to answer. It was just so I did not