-Rivanna-
The Dragon Prince disappeared not long after our yelling and screaming, but as I was asleep, he returned. I noticed his presence when the fire he had kindled woke me up. He was sitting there, now clad in pants, gazing into the flames. However, his attention shifted to me once he realized I was awake.
“Come. You’re cold,” he said, gesturing for me to join him.
This time, I didn’t hesitate. What did that say about me? Shouldn’t I maintain my distance? But I reminded myself that the cold could be as deadly as hunger.
Growing up in the North, I learned that lesson quickly. The harsh winter demanded we learn how to keep warm, even from a young age. Yet, it had been a while since I dressed for such weather. I had been stationed mostly in the West and South, causing trouble for the
