A Treaty With Teeth (слэш)

The sweltering heat would have been clue enough, all else aside, that the ship they boarded was no human one. That, and the strange, lingering echo of their footsteps, too loud and too hard, sketching out a ceiling far taller and broader than needed to accommodate a human frame. Lan was struck, once again, by what a foreign place his new home was to be. 
Here there be dragons, he mused to himself, on the teetering edge of hysteria. 
"You were always fated to perish to dragonfire," came the answering whisper in his mind, immediate and unwelcome as a recoil.