A soft knock at the door broke the silence. Yara exchanged a glance with the dragon, who nodded and moved to open it. A small boy stood in the hallway, clutching a rolled-up piece of parchment.
"A letter for you, ma'am," the boy said, his eyes wide with apprehension as he held it out to her.
A letter? Yara blinked surprised.
"Who sent you?" She asked, taking the parchment.
The boy shook his head, his eyes darting nervously down the hallway. "I don't know. I was just told to give this to you and no one else." With that, he turned and scampered down the corridor, disappearing around a corner.
Strange, she thought watching him.
Yara walked back to the table, unrolling the parchment as she did.
The dragon closed the door and returned to her side, his gold eyes gleaming in the firelight as he peered over her shoulder to read the letter.
