Playing with fire

The air became fumes of heat and Freya expected her skin to evaporate from her bones but it didn’t. She looked up to find the fire arching off an invisible shield that Adrian had thrown up above them.

The fire ended as suddenly as it began and they sat up, watching the great wings clapping in the sky as the huge creature flew away. Freya rubbed at her eyes.

“Am I seeing right? There’s no way that’s a-“

“Dragon.” Adrian completed for her. “There‘s somebody on it.” He said and she saw that. Red hair.

“Female.” She said and scoffed. “What sort of realm did you bring us to? There are giants and dwarves, three suns and five moons. And now dragons?!”

He laughed. “Have you never seen one?”

“You have?!” She asked, surprised.

“That’s right, the dragon in your realm would have long died out. There’s one in my realm, they are as rare as portalers and they are usually ridden by the ruler of the realm.”

“So the woman on it...” she mused.

“Yes, that was most likely the queen of the realm.” S