My little Dragon Queen
Not too large, still; small enough - at least in snort form - to dissipate within a few seconds, but the first time it occurred had surprised Alcina so much she’d fallen right off the bed.
In turn, both of them have developed the lung capacity, now, to breathe small jets of fire. Which had been tested one particularly fateful night that shall never be repeated again, when she and Brendan had done the equivalent of attempting to sneak two relatively robust dragons into the woods in the middle of the night.
What Alcina is marveling at, however, is that Orion’s flames shimmer with an aquamarine edge, giving life to fire, unlike anything she’s ever seen.
Perseus’s, too, matches the obsidian shee
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