The air was boring. She would much rather be with her husband.
That was Seduction's first and only thought as she sat on the back of the Glimmerwing Wyrm. The creature beneath her was a magnificent beast, a Tyrant-grade monster feared even on the Mainland of this mortal world.
Its scales shimmered with a thousand colours, and its wings beat with a silent power that parted the clouds. It was a living storm, a creature of immense power.
And it was boring.
Everything in this mortal world was boring. The sky was a simple, flat blue. The clouds were plain white puffs of water.
The air lacked the rich, chaotic energy of her home. It was all so simple, so predictable. Only her husband was special here, and she was sure he would be special everywhere he went.
She had followed her husband, Rhys, out of his little dimension, a place that was at least interesting in its perfect, sterile order.
But this world… this was just a backwater province at the edge of a forgotten continent.
