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Lessa
Flies Ramoth for the First Time
F'lar
watched as the flyers obediently began a downward glide, the queen's
wings arching and curving as she slowed her tremendous forward speed.
Unfed or not, she could fly!
He mounted
Mnementh, waving them on, down toward the feeding grounds. He caught a
fleeting glimpse of Lessa, her face vivid with elation and rebellion.
Ramoth landed, and Lessa
dropped to the ground, gesturing the dragon to eat.
The girl
turned then, watching Mnementh glide in and hover to let F'lar dismount.
She straightened her shoulders, her chin lifted belligerently as her
slender body gathered itself to face his censure. Her behavior was like
that of any werling, anticipating punishment and determined to endure
it, soundless. She was not the least bit repentant!
Admiration
for this indomitable personality replaced the last trace of F'lar's
anger. He smiled as he closed the distance between them.
Startled by
his completely unexpected behavior, she took a half-step backward.
"Queens
can, too, fly," she blurted out, daring him.
His grin
broadened to suffuse his face, he put his hands on her shoulders and
gave her an affectionate shake.
"Of
course they can fly," he assured her, his voice full of pride and
respect. "That's why they have wings!"
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