Then- Opal
Wren managed to fly us down before the sun had risen to its highest position , so I was back in the relative safety of the valley before my stomach began growling too loudly.
I had slept peacefully resting against his smooth scales but it was like I hadn’t slept at all. I felt on edge. It was almost like I was waiting for something to happen. And Wrens behaviour didn’t help.
I kept catching him looking at me out of the corner of his eye with a soppy adoring half smile on his face.
“What’s going on?” Pausing I turned to him. The knife that I had been using to cut up vegetables still in my hand. I had known he had come up to watch me from the doorway to the cottage without even looking.
“I don’t know what you mean.” His muscled arms came around my waist from behind. His
