The Dragon Between  A Difficult Conversation  Walking swiftly
through the halls of the enclave in Wroat, Cuinas was fleetingly
conscious of how different and small the Medani complex felt
now. She felt uncomfortable in her home for the first time in
her life. Even in the days when she was for all intents and
purposes confined to it, she had never felt uneasy. The
conversation she was about to have didn’t help matters.  When
she sent the letter to Teriant indicating it was absolutely
necessary for her to see her father when she traveled through
Wroat on the way to Sharn, she anticipated that both he and her
father would be irritated. They were both very busy, and she
could practically hear Teriant mutter as her read her request,
“This had better be damn important.”  She knocked on the door to
her father’s rooms, hesitant to see him for the first time in
her life. He opened the door, his slim and tall-for-a-half-elf
frame seeming to tower over her. He raised his eyebrow at her,
“Since when do you knock, daughte