Tyson was in his home office holding his daughter, Miranda, as he worked. He was wrapping up the last of his work before Logan officially took over as the Dragon Lord of Obsidian and the CEO of Emery Technologies. He sighed as he sent the last email and leaned back in his chair. It felt strange to know he would not be working after the coronation, but he was looking forward to it.
Miranda shifted on his lap, causing him to look down at her. She had not been feeling well for the last several days, but today seemed to be better. Miranda smiled up at him with her big, gray eyes shining bright. She had taken after he father, having black hair and being taller than others her age. Miranda inherited her mother’s gray eyes, but like Everly and Logan, they had amber flecks in them, the same color
