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“Blaze is a little over done.”
The dragon blinks.
Everyone talks about Hecate all the time. “What about being named after the Greek gods? Of course we won’t do Zeus for obvious, philandering reasons, but maybe Poseidon? No, you like fire, not water.” I consider the dragon. “Do you breathe fire?”
I don’t expect an answer, not really, considering it doesn’t talk and probably doesn’t understand anything I’m saying, but it turns its head away and releases a little blast of fire.
My heart skips a beat and my eyes widen. “Oh. My. God!” I pick up the baby dragon and nuzzle it. “You’re so strong with your fire. Such a big, bad dragon,” I praise the little thing as it purrs in my lap. “Well, I guess there’s only one logical choice for a name then, isn’t that right, Prometheus? Don’t worry though, we won’t let a big, dumb himbo god chain you to a rock.”
The dragon gazes up at me in confusion.
“The Greek gods were a messy family,” I explain. To be honest, I hardly know anything about Greek mythology but Prometheus always intrigued me. “Drama on top of drama, but Prometheus is one of the good ones. For the most part. They’re all a little messy, but I like Prometheus better than Blaze. What about you?”
Like,a rasp of a voice says into my head.
My eyebrows snap together, and I peer at the dragon. “Okay, either I’m severely sleep deprived and I’m imagining things or you spoke inside my head.”
Premethos.
“No,” I say with a chuckle. “Pro-me-the-us. That’s your name.”
It purrs in approval.Like.
“This is bananas. Like b-a-n-a-n-a-s,bananas.”
Bananas,it agrees. Prometheus curls up in my lap and I pet it, closing my mouth to keep from gaping. A baby dragon is sitting in my lap. It talked to me. It’s purring. This world is unreal. And honestly, without the threat of global warming and nuclear war, it might be better than Earth. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I do miss coffee and street tacos, but when a cyclops isn’t trying to murder me, this world is pretty cool.
“Daisy?” Gut-twisting concern ruffles through the bond.
“Over here,” I call over my shoulder. “You’ll never guess what I found.”
Orcus emerges from the trees wearing only his shorts. “Trouble, no doubt,” he grumbles before he even sees what’s in my lap.
“No, not trouble,” I say with a shake of my head. “I found a baby dragon.” I beam at him and turn a little so he can see the tiny blue scaled body curled up in my lap.
The ogre stumbles to a stop and stares at the dragon before lifting his gaze to meet mine. “Please tell me you didn’t pet it.”
“Of course I pet it.” Who wouldn’t?
He gives me a look.
Okay, so Orcus wouldn’t, but he’s… him.
“Prometheus is really sweet.” I run my palm over the dragon’s body. “And sleepy, aren’t you?”
Sleepy,it agrees in my head.
Orcus doesn’t respond, and I’ve learned silence isn’t always good when it comes to the ogre. I glance at him. He’s pinching the bridge of his nose and muttering to himself. I catch the wordsfoolish womanand bristle.
“I can hear you.”
“You named the dragon?” he says each word so slowly I almost laugh.
“Uh, yeah. I wasn’t going to call itthe dragon.” Since I’m pretty sure Prometheus is asleep, I quickly braid my hair so it won’t dangle in its face.
“We have to find its family. How did it even get to this territory?” he asks himself more than me or Prometheus.
The baby stirs.Mama,it whines.
