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“Yes. Can you hear me?” Fel still wasn’t sure how this whole thought-sending thing worked, but tried it anyway.
The young man smiled. “I can! You’re good at this.”
“Is it supposed to be difficult?”
“It takes some training, I think, but then, taking your dragon form takes a whole lot more training, and apparently you didn’t have any. Is that true?”
Fel reclined back, his belly feeling the cold floor of that strange stone house. “I didn’t lie, if that’s what you’re suggesting.”
“No, no.” He shook his head. “I was just asking, and surprised you did it.” He then smiled again. “My name’s Siniari. I’m Ekateni’s son—and your new mentor. Your cousin too, it seems.”
“You don’t believe it?”
Siniari shrugged. “Don’t blame me for being stunned, but don’t get me wrong; we’re happy to have you here. What do you want to learn first?”
That was an easy question to answer. “How to swap into my human form again.”
Siniari scratched the back of his head. “That’s a complicated one. I can show you the village, though.”
Fel straightened his neck. “It can’t be that complicated. I’ve seen many of you doing it as if it were nothing at all.”
His cousin bit his lip, as if thoughtful. “I’m sure you’ve seen people writing or reading without effort. It doesn’t mean it can happen like that.” He snapped his fingers. Lovely. He had just done something that was impossible for human Fel, which was an unwelcome reminder that not everyone could do everything.
The heat in Fel’s chest felt like it wanted to come out. Instead, he sent a thought. “So let’s start this learning.”
Siniari stared at Fel for a moment. “I see you’re in a hurry. Why don’t we do this: I’ll start by showing you the village, so that you at least feel more at home—”
“This isn’t my home.”
“I saidfeelat home, so you’re not as lost.” He shrugged. “But you’re welcome to go back to the desolate continent now, if that’s what you want.”
“I need to learn how to turn back to human, and learn about my magic.”
The young man sighed. “Hurry is not the solution.”
“You don’t understand.”
Siniari sat at the edge of one of those dragon sofas. “Then explain. Explain what’s happening. Tell me everything, and I’ll see what I can do. There are always shortcuts—if you’re not afraid of stepping in uncharted territory and getting scratched by thorns.”
“I’m not afraid.”
He stared at Fel for a moment. “Great. So let’s fly. Follow me.”
Siniari ran to the edge and jumped. Fell watched in horror as his cousin fell on the chasm. Before his body reached the ground, he swapped forms and then soared up in the sky.
Fel took flight after him. “I thought we were not supposed to fly fast here.”
“We aren’t.” His thought did not sound clear, as if he had some difficulty communicating. Perhaps that was why dragons took human form to talk—perhaps it wasn’t that natural or easy.
They flew up, away from the village, then landed on a ledge in the mountain surrounding it. From there, all Fel could see were rocky hills—no houses or any construction.
“Did it disappear?”
Siniari swapped into his human form, then said, “You can’t see it. That’s one of our protections. Not the only one.” He chuckled. “In case you’re an incredibly smart Boundless, don’t get any ideas.” He stared at Fel. “I don’t think you’re a traitor, though. Just a newbie dragon, which is awkward. I mean, it’s not as if you haven’t been a dragon since you were born, and yet you’re new… at being you.”
That was a funny way to put it. “I didn’t know. I didn’t even know dragons existed. I grew up thinking the Umbraar king was my father.”
His cousin was thoughtful. “But if you were a king’s son on that continent, you should have human magic, right?”
