We arrive back in our elf lands to a lot of fanfare. Our elven troupe may have gotten used to seeing dragons in the sky, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a lot of excitement when we arrive.
As soon as I step off his wing, Avani shifts, coming to stand beside me in a protective stance. It’s unnecessary for me, but for him, there is no other choice. I can feel his need to keep me and our daughter safe. I love this about him, but at times like this, it feels excessive.
‘What if there is another Naremyn here?’ he asks in my mind.
‘No worries, my love. I’ll protect you if another elf tries to claim you,’ I say, knowing that’s not at all what he meant.
In response, I get a growly purr in my head. ‘Keep it up, my sassy little mate. You know how I punish you for things like that.’
A shiver
