C229 What Were the Dragon's Heads Made of

He turned a page of his book, sipped the tea at the table, savored the taste, and enjoyed the breeze from the window. She hadn't had much rest since coming out of the maze, and now it was finally time for Glendyn to digest the exhaustion she had accumulated over the past few days.

She had been thinking of taking Richard out to live a comfortable life after the end of the labyrinth