Several weeks passed, and George and I developed a bit of a routine. We would get up early and go for a swim in the lagoon before work
commenced for the day. We spent this time strengthening our bond, but I also collected a bunch of the shells from the bottom of the pool. I wanted to use them in some way to make gifts for Nerissa and Talise, the soon-to-be mothers of my children.
Today, I was drying off from my swim with George when I heard a low growling sound that put me on alert. I slowly picked up my weapon, paused for a moment, and then I heard it again.
"George, did you--?"
I looked over at the dragon to see if he was also alarmed and was greeted with the goofy expression he got when he was amused about
something.
"Wait," Isaid, "was that your stomach?" "Yes," he replied, "it 's empty. "
"I guess we should make our way over to the kitchen," Ichuckled as I lowered my blade.
