"What did she say?" Emyr glanced at Ara and Noni. They were putting a slice of cake each to their plates.
"Nothing." Zovern shrugged. "Duruta doesn't scare me anymore."
"Good! You are a magical fire dragon!" Emyr encouraged him more. "You have to be strong now because of Noni and the child."
"Yes! I'm thankful to you, Emyr. If not for your undying belief in me, I am not a happy man right now!"
Emyr chuckled. "You are destined to meet Noni, Zovern. As I am destined to fall in love with Ara!"
"What are you two whispering about, Zovern?" Noni pretended to be stern.
"Did I hear our names mentioned?" Ara concealed a smile.
The two men laughed sheepishly.
"Would you like to dance, Noni?" Zovern invited quickly.
"There's no music!"
"There is," Emyr cut in. He picked up a small radio. He
