Alexis stood on the prow. Cadmus perched on the end of the bowsprit, wings extended as if in flight. She watched Ivan and his dragon fly alongside the ship. The beast was built much like a bird and covered the ground with the awkward strut of a peacock, but its beauty was unmatched on the wing. Its golden scales shimmered in the light, reflecting in such a way as to make its form disappear.
The presence of the young knight and his beast was the reason Nikiti retreated below decks. One could hardly blame her for being nervous in his presence. He was very serious for his age. His duty was as important to him as the beast with which he was partnered.
Behind her, Tavel emerged from the cabin. Years ago, the wizard journeyed to Milagros on the back of his father’s dragon, accompanied by his
