Amelia POV
Ah, to be a dragon.. Fresh air was kissing my hair and face…Ah.. The freedom.. Lights of Los Angeles were swiftly disappearing beneath us as Ying took higher and higher altitude. The cloaking spells helped immensely -it would hardly benefit our species if somehow there was a large dragon sighting above the skies of the human realm.. Or perhaps collide with airplanes.. The traffic control monitoring systems we set up are state of the art and in real time and afford us the privacy and safety we needed.
The River Palace, nested in the forests of Coatepec, was not far as the dragon flies. Still, we had some time. Lord Wong was seated in front of me, and Ying was gliding effortlessly across the darkening skies. Even though, as an Elf I could see in the dark, the precision of night
