My little Dragon Queen
Alfred presses another soothing kiss to Nordin's forehead, with an obedient, good-humored, "Yes, dear."
And then, Nordin watches as the two most important people in his life, get astride the back of dragons. Sighs, with a bitten lip, as they launch into the sky without a backwards glance.
Beside him, Percy squints lazily into the bright blue sky, chasing the disappearing outline of an eagle in flight, adorned with a silver necklace that gleams in the sunlight. "It is the nature of loving a wild thing, that you are resigned to a lifetime of watching them fly into places unknown," he murmurs, voice raspy and quiet.
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