Miles above, Rudolph was in shock. Held in the dragon's claws as a hawk carries a mouse, arms burning and entire body aching, he was being flown to his doom. He could barely comprehend how quickly he had been snatched from Isadora and taken to his death, leaving her alone in the world.
What have I done? he thought. I may be fine, soon to end this life, but Isadora has a hard journey still in front of her. How could I let her face that alone? Rudolph, you idiot! Idiot, idiot, IDIOT! With that last, he pounded that dragon's claws, and his entire arm convulsed in pain.
"So you're awake, little human." The dragon's voice was low but melodic.
A female, Rudolph guessed.
Taliss continued. "I was wondering how long it would take for you to come around. How do you fancy being cooked?"