Chapter 6
IT WAS COLD in the misty morning along the canal.
Nellie stared over the surface of the water, disturbed only by two ducks paddling across an area near the opposite side, which was free from ice.
There was nothing to do, except to return to the warehouse and gather what she could salvage after the raid, find the people who were still there and then . . . start again and struggle to survive.
The thought of going back to the palace crossed her mind. Now that the dragon had escaped, the proof that she had stolen him had become irrelevant. Hopefully, the dragon was smart and had gone back to wherever dragons came from. Still, she had the box, and she would forever be afraid that the dragon would turn up. And there would be questions, most likely from Madame Sabine. And lacking a
