Politics of Dragons

~Chapter 93~

Mae sighed; an unsettling type of worry bubbling deep within the pit of her stomach. Turning to face Karanosi, she placed her hand on top of his.

"Phay'leona; you're familiar with this word?"

"Yes," he responded cautiously, his eyes narrowing as he tilted his head to her.

"Baas told me that it was the name of some type of doll, but the word doesn't translate for me."