I Can Depend On You
"How is that possible?" Asher mumbled, the surprise coloring his features.
The idea of Rebecca surviving a quest that claimed her mother's life... it was enough to stir a storm of suspicion in his mind.
Rowena's lips thinned into a rigid line, her gaze hardening, "Rebecca claimed she narrowly escaped death," she admitted reluctantly, her voice as cold as the stone floor beneath them, "She said my mother had sacrificed herself to keep the rest safe, though no one else managed to survive."
A red flag immediately raised in his mind. The story didn't add up; it clashed with everything he had come to know about Rowena's mother.
"I find it hard to believe," Asher muttered, running his hand through his hair in consternation. "Your mother had a dragon by her side. She was one of the strongest. And she would give her life for someone like Rebecca, who she didn't even like? That doesn't sound like the woman you described."