Kael's words practically echoed in Riley's mind.
"Did I love the egg?"
The mortal hadn't exactly expected to face that kind of question, nor did he think about that line of reasoning.
But as he looked into those clear, steady eyes, it was becoming painfully obvious that he was at least partly in the wrong—for failing to realize that he hadn't really considered things from the perspective of a dragon and instead had been trying to evaluate things as a human.
Then again, who could have expected such developments?
On one hand, Kael—the literal dragon lord—had done what was probably the most controversial thing in modern magical history: factoring in basic human decency.
And all because he figured Riley would appreciate that.
And yet here he was, asking about the abstract concept of love.
So now, the same dragon who probably never once cared about the concept of love before was now looking him in the eye and asking about his opinion.
