Ethan lay sprawled across her broad dragon back, hands laced behind his head, watching white clouds drift lazily overhead.
The temperature around them kept dropping.
Even his breath was starting to fog.
"Where are we even flying to?" Ethan lifted his head. "Why does it feel like it's getting colder by the second?"
Ahead, a massive iceberg emerged between the clouds.
A snow-white mountain rose straight into the sky, its peak wrapped in thick layers of cloud and glowing haze. Weak sunlight hit the ice and scattered at different angles, throwing off bands of color.
Red, blue, violet, and gold slid slowly along the ridgeline like living light.
Icy mist floated between the slopes, making the whole mountain look almost too quiet under the open sky.
Calling it a once-in-a-lifetime view wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Queen Elowen raised a hand.
