" Still,” I said, “I am sorry. But I was desperate to rescue my sister.”
“I understand,” the sagging dragon assured me. He explained, “I, too, had a sister, once.”
The past tense didn't escape me. “What happened to her?” I asked, feeling we were connected, two of a kind after all, sharing similar personal tragedies.
“I had to eat her,” the dragon said, “to keep her from stealing my gold. "

― Vivian Vande Velde , Deadly Pink (Rasmussem Corporation, #3)