It'sstillsilent,though,themetalgleamingsubtlyinthesun.IfIhadn'talreadywitnesseditspower,I'dhavenoideaitwasanythingspecial.
"It'sfickle,"Rookoffers. "Justlikemostofyourancestorshavebeen."
"Great."Itchingbeneathmyskin,Itaketheringoff,justtoproveIcan.Ibreatheasighofreliefwhenitslidesoffeasily,butIalsocan'thelpfeelingatwingeofdisappointment. "That'llreallyhelpmefulfillmydestiny."
SomethingpassesoverRook'sgaze. "Itmayyet."Hereachesoutandclosesmyfingersaroundthering,tuckingitawayinmypalm. "Keepit.Ourfamily'spowermayyetfinditswaytoyou--whenyouneeditmost."
Anunconsciousshivermakesitswaythroughme.
Rookstepsback,releasingmeandglancingbackuptowardtheclearingwherewewerepracticingearlier. "Takeyourrest,"heurgesme. "Andwhenyoureturn,therewillbenomoretempertantrums."
"Imakenopromises."
Sighing,herollshiseyes,butleavesmeinpeace.
Ashewandersaway,Iinspecttheringagain,holdingituptothelight.Otherthanitssize-changingmagic,itstillseemsunremarkable,butatthispointIknowbetterthantowriteanythingoff,basedsolelyonappearances.
Athoughtoccurstome. "LordRook?"
Heturnsback,raisinganimperiousbrow.
"YousaidmygrandparentsweregreatShadowDragons--plural."Ichoosemywordscarefully. "Butthenyouonlytalkedaboutmygrandfather."
"True."
"So?"Ishereallymakingmeask? "Whataboutmygrandmother?"
Andyes,that'sheteronormative,butifmyothergrandparenthadbeenanothergrandfather,heprobablywouldhavementionedthat.
Adarkcloudcrossesoverhisface,anditmightbejustme,butthere'sasuddenchillintheair. "Shediedinoneofhisrages.Protectingmeandyourfather."
There'sasharp,stabbingpangoflossinmymidsection.Iclutchtheringcloser,eventhoughit'sstillsilentinmyhand.Iblinkacoupleoftimes.
"Whatwasshelike?"
Rook'smouthtiltsupwardattheedgesbeforewobblingandreturningtoitsusualgrimline. "ShewasagreatShadowDragon.Butwithinherdarkness?"Clearinghisthroat,heturnsaway. "Shewaspurelight."