Breaking Drake Ch 13
Drake got no real sleep that night. Every time he slipped into slumber his body would relax, and he’d put weight on his sore arms, waking him up again. He ended up watching the sun rise though the massive windows that faced out over the valley. He watched the silver dragon swoop and spiral over the land, then fly off into the distance. The doors to the PR opened, and one of the household trainers walked in, dragging a slave behind him. He hauled the slave, a red head, into the side room,...