The Villain's Hero
My siblings had always teased me on it, my nest-building habits, my secret secure places where I felt safe and warm – a dragon behavior that was odd for the runt-freak who had never manifested her dragon-self…
Until now. And even now, I was not a dragon as the rest of them were, but something else… I was not sure what else. Some mutation caused by the sword's magic, perhaps?
It did not answer, however, how it was that Aien had built such a lovely, cozily warm nest…