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Even before the current situation, there had been a king. Soren’s great-grandfather I supposed. But we wouldn’t have a king now.
“The first thing we need to do is clean up around here,” I said. “Because nobody will be able to find a place of rest tonight until we do.”
The lessers, rather former lessers, would need clothing that did not look like rags, they would need better homes, and they would want the start of hoards. Once we dug out the councilors’, they would be divided among those who had none. Because dragons could never be truly happy until they had hoards and nests and a secure place among the rest.
Which they would have.
But it was going to take a whole lot of work.
Epilogue
One year later…
My mates were working with the dragons who had lost the ability to fly. Over the past year, many had regained the ability but others not yet, and it was a priority for all of our people to be made whole.
“No, I’m fine. I’m just relaxing.” Something I felt guilty about, but I was under healer’s orders to rest. For just a little longer. “And reading Soren’s grandfather’s journal.” I shifted the pillow under my head and then resumed the slow stroking of the bulge that had replaced my flat abdomen. In there a baby was growing, a baby who would be joining us soon and who would be so welcomed and loved.
I was wearing the football jersey that Jude had presented as the betrothal gift to me and that I’d turned down but that was now the only thing I wanted to wear as I awaited our child. It was maybe less significant in some ways than the other gifts, but it had been so special to him, the last gift given him by his father, and I loved it.
I could hear them coming, my three mates, laughing and talking among themselves, and a feeling of happiness suffused me as it always did where they were concerned. Together, we were helping our people to grow into the happy dragons we knew they could be. And why not? If love couldn’t make it happen, what could?
