This heat must be hell on your draki. Really blistering it. I’ll wait. Check back in on you in about—” He tilts his head back as though calculating just how long I could make it here. “Five weeks,” he announces.
Five weeks, huh. I’m almost surprised he would grant me that much time.
“Oh, my mother will just love you popping in. She’ll probably cook a pot roast.

Author: Sophie Jordan