Chapter 12

Rapha turned to Bartz with a deep look of regret in her eyes. “Frankly, my boy, I do not know. Dragons are a reminder of our world’s not so pleasant, not so distant past. I would hate to think that any of the other territories would start producing them again. They are just too unpredictable and hard to control. A weapon you cannot control is of little use to an organized government.”

As soon as Rapha said organized government, Bartz sent a scowl at Falca. It was as if Bartz knew that Falca was thinking about saying that organized government was an oxymoron. Falca once again decided that once again, silence was the best option. She was starting to think that she and Bartz had perhaps been together for too long.

“But it is possible,” Bartz said.

“Yes, but I hope that is not the case. As dire as this kidnapping is, it would be even more so if it was a prelude to war. Especially if one of the territories has decided to start breeding dragons again. It would certainly