QUOTE : I looked up at Ewan. He’d told me himself his job was to hunt people like me. To track them down and arrest – or kill – them. For all I knew, he was taking me to a cell somewhere. Me and my dragons could be in terrible danger. But if so, why was he looking at me like that? No. I was safe with Ewan. Everything in his eyes said so.<br /> “Why are you helping me?” I whispered.<br /> Ewan smiled. “Your hair.”<br /> “My hair?”<br /> He grinned playfully. “Got a thing for girls with long hair.