The hunt has begun, making the air thick with primal energy and the faint sounds of drums echoing through the night.
Faelyn pushes Imogen inside Sebi's cottage in a haste. Unmated dragons are highly sensitive tonight—it had been difficult to sneak Imogen out without her scent being caught.
Imogen sits on a wooden stool, gazing at Faelyn and Daela with gratitude. Her chest swells with warmth knowing she's gotten the best friends in the entire world.
This way, Kavor wouldn't have to fight anyone and risk getting hurt. They could just… be together peacefully. Except now as Faelyn and Daela prepare to leave, Imogen panics.
How can they leave her alone in this large cottage?
The healer's cottage is completely empty because Sebi is on standby near the gathering grounds, ready for the inevitable injuries that come with the festival.
