Betty POV
Enzo seemed to be in deep thought, keeping his feelings blocked, was now annoying. I would so much like to ask what was going on in his mind. However, I was not confident in our relationship to ask such a question. I sat and watched his face change as his thoughts ran through his head. It was quite comical. I nearly chuckled at one of his expressions. I was not sure if he was constipated and needed some herbs to get his bowels moving. But I resisted the urge to ask or laugh.
Last night was the last one sleeping under the stars. I enjoyed sleeping out, and always have. My dragon loves the freedom of the great outdoors, and not being cooped up in a wooden box, as she so loved to call our home back in our village. My twin brothers had started singing again, which improved the mood
