"Why the long face, my dear?"
"Your majesty?" Startled, Kaida looked up from her drawing and into the old dragon's eyes. They seemed as tired as she felt herself. "You are here?" Realizing she was still in the camp, she thought it odd to have the king of Govalon there too. But when she did look around, she frowned. It was not the old dragon who'd walked into the camp. It was she who had left the camp.
Her eyes widened at the realization. She was back in Telarion and was sat right in front of the golden throne, the King's table in front of her.
"This has to be a dream right?"
"Call it what you will." King Altez smiled and the warmth of it wrapped her soul in a warm embrace that soothed her. "You are tired." It wasn't a question, rather a statement and if it had been anyone else, she wo
