“No want to go. Stay with you. Please.” Pemberley pressed her head against Elizabeth’s chest. Elizabeth wrapped her free arm around the baby’s sinewy neck. “You must, my dear. It is time for you to learn from a proper firedrake. There are so many things she will teach you.” “I want you teach me.” Pemberley licked Elizabeth’s face. “You not like me?” “Do not ever think that. I love you very dearly. I also want what is best for you, and wintering here with a cranky wyvern who is jealous over his own space is not the best thing. Rosings is waiting to welcome you.” “Then you come. She welcome you,
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