Chapter 26
The Windspur’s golden prow, carved into the shape of a dragon, scythed effortlessly through the waters of the lagoon. Sails ruffled overhead, great white flags billowing below an expanse of blue sky.
Two days had passed since Esme, Daniel, and Lillian’s decision to travel to Asha. Miranda, who knew Tristan and his family from their regular trips to the annual dragon festivals, had been more than happy to let Esme and Lillian escape for a few days. Daniel’s parents had proved harder to persuade, only giving their begrudging consent after Daniel promised to accompany his father on two more work trips before the end of summer.
Now they were on their way, coasting by the last of the tiny islands fringing the Esperance lagoon. The city shrunk steadily behind them, until it was onl
