Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 116396 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 582(@200wpm)___ 466(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116396 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 582(@200wpm)___ 466(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Storm came by for a visit. He’s taken a liking to Ian.
Everything at the bottom of the cliffs is as it should be there. No issues with the Teeth or the Plunderers. Without Necrosis, a lasting peace has developed.
Now that the path between the cliffs is finished, I intend to come for a visit, if that’s okay. I haven’t seen my grandchildren in months, and I don’t want them to forget me anytime soon.
I shall arrive a day after you read this.
I folded the scroll and tossed it in the wastebin with a smile on my face.
“Father!” The door flew open, and Thomas ran inside, my eldest. “Is it true that you rode a dragon?” He ran right up to my desk and put his hands on everything, all over the papers that still needed my attention.
“Dragons don’t exist!” Yennifer ran inside next, in one of the dresses her mother picked out for her. “Don’t you think we’d see one in the sky if that were true!”
“It’s true, right?” Thomas pressed. “That’s what Uncle Ryker said.”
Ivory made it through the door, breathless because she’d chased them all the way down the hallway. Her stomach was distended, her dress growing tighter over her round belly. “We’re supposed to give Father quiet time when he’s in his study. You know that.” She walked in, glowing like the stars, never more beautiful than when she was pregnant with my child. Her arms circled both of their shoulders.
“They’re fine,” I said, remembering all the times Ian and I did the same thing to our father.
“Is it true?” Thomas asked again. “Father, tell us!”
I looked at both of them, Thomas, the spitting image of me, Yennifer, the spitting image of Ivory. “Yes.”
“Told you!” Thomas turned to his sister. “I knew Father rode a dragon.”
“How come I’ve never seen one?” Yennifer asked.
My eyes lifted to their mother behind them, who wore a smile of amusement. “Your mother rode a dragon too, you know.”
They both slowly turned to look at her, their little faces full of shock.
“Whoa….” Thomas said. “Mom?”
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Yennifer demanded. “I want to know everything, okay?”
“Okay,” Ivory said with a chuckle. “We’ll leave your father alone and talk about it, alright?”
Both kids ran out of the study and down the hallway, talking excitedly the whole way.
Her hands rubbed her stomach gently as she looked down at me. “How long do you think you’ll be? I think it’d be nice if we had a picnic today.”
The stack of letters was still there, but they’d never looked less appealing. I dropped the quill back into the ink and abandoned everything. “Let’s go now.”
“You’re sure?”
I walked around the desk and circled my arm around her waist. “I’ll still be king tomorrow, baby.”