Chapter 13

Valian sat up in bed, looking around. Awareness of what had happened the day before came crashing down and banished drowsiness, like a snowball hitting my face.

- In hell! she said, rubbing her face with her hands. - In hell! In hell!

She not only fell asleep in the clutches of the dragon, but allowed herself to be dragged somewhere! Unheard of carelessness!

"Normal lair! – drawled the voice businesslike. “Better than a damp cave full of bat droppings!”

The elf was in no hurry to answer him, gliding her eyes around the hotel-type bedroom. She lacked fresh flowers to dilute this "expensive-rich", that is, muted shades...