The Isle of the Monsters:
Huntsman’s Hut
When Ashure stepped into the hut, Nali was placing her small bag on the ground next to Asahi’s black duffle bag, and Asahi was tossing the remains of their breakfast into the magic fire.
“I’ve saddled the Fire-breathers, and they are ready to go. Last night’s storm didn’t faze them a bit.” Ashure grinned with pride as if they were already his. “I swear you are teasing me with perfection, Nali. After this is all over, you should allow me to purchase a few of them lest I go mad with envy,” he said.
“If we make it through this, I’ll think about it,” she grudgingly replied.
Ashure did a quick jig and grinned. “Finally!” he said, rubbing his hands together.
Nali helplessly smiled at his antics for a moment before a stern expression disguised her am
