An hour later and Raven met the Captain on top of the mountain terraces.
“Lord, I didn’t see his Majesty as I approached?” Captain Meuga enquired tactfully.
“No, indeed you didn’t…he is inside a hut on the lower terraces, meditating…well…trying to. Kok…ah...her majesty is trying to teach him.”
“Ah…so he is no longer in dragon form?”
“No…we deemed it safe for him to change back about twenty minutes ago.”
“That’s good.” Captain Meuger and his men looked relieved.
“How so?” Raven raised an eyebrow at them.
“We really don’t want his Majesty to be compared to the late Prince Basille.”
“Oh, I see…” Raven smiled. “Follow me.”
Raven drifted down to the large bottom terrace and saw that Mikhail was standing waiting for them. Raven had conjured him some clothes using his own coat he had bee
