After kissing Liekki and Cedric goodbye, I shift and lower my wing for Bastian to climb up. I watch as he kisses a tearful Jena before awkwardly climbing up my wing.
“Goddess, Cedric makes it look so easy,” Bastian says.
“He was meant to be a dragon rider. You weren’t,” I say, and Cedric chuckles.
“What did she say?” Bastian asks.
“She said to hold on tight,” Cedric tells him instead.
I chuckle as I lift off. Bastian is even worse than Ishir. He’s wobbling all over the place, and I’m terrified he’s going to fall off me.
“Next time, I’m carrying you in my claw,” I grumble and Kenna chuckles in the air beside me.
“You know I can’t understand you,” Bastian yells as Ishir barks at Kenna. “I’ve told your mother that it’s very uncomfortable when you do that, Kenna.”
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