“My dragon?” I repeat, not sure I heard correctly.
“Yes. Every person of Noble blood is granted a dragon when they are born.”
“How? Where is mine?”
“I have kept her for you. When you were born, I kept you with me for three weeks. Your dragon hatched from its egg on the same day you were born. I had to allow your bond to form or she would have died, and you would have felt that pain your whole life, not knowing what it was.” Explains Yrsa.
“Well where is she?”
“She is out back, in her enclosure.”
“Her enclosure?”
“Yes. I had to keep her contained. If she were set free, she would have searched until she found you. And if she found you, your identity would have been given away.”
“I can’t believe this! All this time I have been alone, dreaming of a dragon of my own. And
