Master of Dragons (25 page)

Nineva stared at him. “Oh.” She blinked, as his gift burst full upon her. “Oh!”

Cachamwri smiled slightly and nodded. “Go then. I know you want to.”

Her eyes flicked to Semira, who made a little shooing gesture. “You earned it, child.”

 

Kel watched in
bewilderment as his bride abruptly floated off her slippered feet, the train of her wedding gown swaying as she rose higher and higher. “Nineva, where are you…”

Light flared all around her, and she vanished. In her place was a lovely golden dragon, wings spreading wide to catch the wind. She looked down at him with a Draconian laugh. “What are you waiting for? Come on!”

Kel didn't have to be asked twice. He leaped after her, letting his magic carry him upward until it was safe to transform.

As the crowd below broke into cheers, he followed the woman he loved toward the horizon.

Below them, Morgana Le Fay tucked her arm into Soren's and whispered, “I wondered how long it would take her to figure out that trick.”

“She's not going to
stay
a dragon, is she?” Eithne demanded from his other side, sounding a bit horrified.

Soren only laughed. “Now, why would she do that, child, when it's so much fun both ways?”