"If you wish," Cressida said, because if he tried to drill her for anything more, she couldn't give him any information. Jack had been the one to transport her to Yseult and she did not know the way. The journey had been bitter cold. That's all she knew. And she knew if Hartley tried to intimidate or interrogate someone like Jack, he would leave not only disappointed, but verbally whipped into submission.
"Yes," she said, "but I'd want to hear the story behind it as well. Because I imagine it shaped a lot of what you believe about dragons."