Young Black Male With A Confident Expression

“Sophia,” a voice whispered. He was thousands of miles away. The dragon’s dead.”
“Yeah,” Faoril said, her voice choking. But I had to help Minx with her errand. “I know Thyrna’s your pet, but still.”
“Explorers,” Faoril said. Then she sniffed and shook her head. As the world darkened into twilight, I stood over the grave, staring at the dragon’s corpse, her severed wing draped like a cloak over her body. Need me.”
“You’ll go with me,” I told her, cupping her cheeks, feeling her hot tears. “She encouraged me to go with Angela so I would…” Wounded pain shone in her eyes. My heart fluttered. “But without temptation, how can you choose to do right?” She smiled. I was given this lyre when I graduated from the Bardic College of Az, proof that I had done what only a handful could. I shuddered as her hands rubbed at my stomach, her lips nuzzling at my neck.