Natilda ran off as fast as she could. Away from Dregon and the batte. She dropped down into the snow, breathing hard. She covered her mouth, trying to keep everything down. What was wrong with her? She felt a presence behind her and she was ready to attack the person who invaded her privacy. However, the person had no means to attack her. He lifted her up from the snow and she turned around, staring into the eyes of her husband.
“Leave me alone.” She told him. “You lied to me!”
“I never lied to you about anything, Natilda.” Dregon said. “You asked me if I was a Dragon. I told you ‘no’ and I’m going to keep telling you that because it’s the truth.”
“Then, what are you? It’s clear you’re something else!”
Dregon stopped talking for a moment. He extended his hand out
