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Relobu will never be able to get traction on worldwide laws on fair treatment of humans by dragons, and I’ll never be able to convince humans that dragons are more than dangerous monsters.”
    She sighed. “So Trian and I are willing to turn our marriage into a circus if it means moving the species’ perceptions of one another one step closer to acceptable. We’re all created from the same DNA. Well, at least partially so. It’s in everyone’s best interests that we remember that.”
    I gripped the edges of my notebook a little tighter to stop myself from clapping. It was clear from her impassioned speech that she really believed what she was saying, and I found myself agreeing. I had no idea whether this wedding thing would have the desired effect, but I was interested to stick around and find out.
    At least until I managed to find a way to slip a Tofegaard out of the house. Then I was gone.
    Startled at the wisp of regret the thought caused, I deliberately turned my attention back to Myrna. “Sorry. But I guess I don’t understand how this relates to moving the location of your wedding.”
    Amanda shot me a glare that clearly screamed “shut up, you stupid cow,” but Myrna just gave me a nervous laugh.
    “You’re right. I’m sorry. It appears I’m more rattled than I thought.” She reached into the satchel at her feet and pulled out a file, holding it out in front of her. For the first time, I noticed Myrna’s hands were shaking.
    Ignoring my boss’s glare, I leaned over to accept the folder. Opening it, I read the stack of papers inside. It didn’t take long before it became obvious that these were death threats. Some were scribbled ravings of the mentally ill, easily ignored. But others were neatly typewritten pages filled with precise, measured speech that brought to mind formal church services with graying priests educating their flocks. A chill skated up my spine. There were people out there who wanted Myrna dead. Trian dead.
    I shuffled the pages.
    One filled with the large, jagged strokes of dragonscript stood out. Apparently humans weren’t the only ones who wanted the couple out of the spotlight. But it was the paper just behind the dragonscript that caused my hands to freeze. The page had one line:
Cancel the wedding.
Under that line was a picture of Myrna and Trian sitting together on a living room sofa, his head in her lap as they laughed about something. But the part that had made me go cold was the dragon’s claw framed into the picture, its gentle curve and razor-sharp edge stark against the homey scene.
    Whether the dragon was present at the time of the shot, or the image was superimposed later, it was clear that someone wanted the couple to know that this threat wasn’t coming from a human. That there were dragons out there—dragons, who had as a species proven themselves invulnerable to human weapons—that did not want this wedding to happen.
    I looked to Myrna, and she gave me a tight smile. “I had assumed that this type of thing is pretty normal with people in the public eye, but Relobu and Trian think otherwise. They say dragons wouldn’t do this unless they meant it. I tend to believe it.”
    Wow. She’d be right to believe it. I might be only half-dragon, but I’d worked with enough of them to know that they didn’t make idle threats. That letter was a direct challenge to Trian, as well as Trian’s dragon lord, Nir Relobu.
    “You need to cancel the wedding.” The words were out of my mouth before I could even think about them. Amanda gasped and moved toward me, and for a second, I thought she might actually hit me.
    Rule number one in the wedding planning business: don’t encourage the client to cancel the wedding.
    But I didn’t apologize. I may have just met this woman, but I knew that I didn’t want to see her die. These letters made it very clear that there were parties out there that were not happy about the races mixing, and several of them were prepared to