“Theteau,” Levent growled. From the way the dragon-kin was standing, I could tell that the wound was getting to him already.
Kewyn stepped in front of me, her hands itching to grasp the sword slung to her hip.
“Who are you? Answer!” She shouted.
Theteau did not even glance at her, his bright eyes still locked with Levent’s. His smirk widened a little.
“Having fun with these lower beings, are you?” He chuckled when he did not receive an answer. His eyes roved over us, and as they passed over me I shivered. “I see you have one of every flavor.”
“What exactly are you doing here, Theteau?” Levent barked, making me jump.
The other kin was unfazed. Actually, he seemed amused by Levent’s anger.
“Oh, the same as you, of course.”
“Funny,” Levent mimicked Theteau’s sneer and cold tones. “I thought you’d be dead by now. Surely you should not have been allowed to live this long.”
Whatever Levent’s words had implied had a profound effect on Theteau, whose cool persona dropped faster than a rock. His pale lip curled back in a snarl, revealing sharp, white teeth much like Levent’s. “How dare you-“
“How dare you, Theteau.” Levent said coolly, standing up a little straighter despite his wound. “Remember your place.”
My eyes darted between the two dragon-kin. There was so much going on here that they were not saying. Now that they had resorted to glaring at each other for the moment, I leaned in and whispered to Levent.
“Who is this, exactly?”
“A friend,” the longhaired kin said cynically.
“What? He just shot you!” Rio burst, pointing a pale finger at Theteau.
“Oh good, they do seem to have minds,” Theteau said in mock cheer. Quicker than my eyes could follow, he pulled out his blade and pointed it at us. “Now, Levent, I’d hate for this to go badly. Why don’t you just hand me that trinket, and I’ll be out of your hair.”
Levent’s eyes narrowed. “It has already gone badly.”
My fingers itched to reach for the walking stick on my back as he spoke. I did