Bab 209: Unworthy

Faith was sitting down on the grass with the new guy, Malair. They talked, laughed, and even showed each other scales or claws. A few feet away, Andrew stood on watch, his posture straight and stiff, trying not to be bothered by the view. But he was.

As if being a princess wasn't enough to keep them apart, she had to be a dragon and an animal whisperer or something like that. He had no idea how he was going to keep her safe. Why did she choose to save him when he was just a merely useless knight? Things should have gone the other way around. The disparities between them broadened, and he could feel the chasm becoming wider as if they were now worlds apart.