As she handed the egg over, she knew he’d make the perfect father. It didn’t matter that he feared he wouldn’t right now because she felt within her heart thar once he saw the baby everything would be different. Letting her hands drop back to her side, she watched him staring at the cracks that were quickly forming across the egg.
Soon, she thought, we can put everything behind us and start a new life.
Yes, he repiled into her head, having overheard her thoughts.
She rolled her eyes then saw that the top was dropping off the egg. She drew closer, holding her breath as a small nose, large eyes and bronze colored scaly head rose upwards from inside the egg.
The baby dragon looked at them both. Made a little happy cry then hiccuped out a puff of smoke.
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