"I'm tired."
"You still need to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
With a frustrated sigh, Constantine let her turn away and settle down to sleep on the stone floor once more. His only consolation was that at least she was lively enough to insist on her way even if her returning stubborn streak made him want to tie her to a fence post and feed her through a funnel. At least it was better than dead silence and numb subservience.
She sleeps.
"Again."
It is only a few times she has ever awoken. She sleeps as she always has.
He turned to look at the dragon, whose massive head slid back along the stone floor, further into the shadows. Between the creature's forelimbs, there was Junior - far bigger than he'd last seen her but still dwarfed by the sheer size of her father. She had yet to awaken sinc
