Grabbing her own wrist tight, Peaches did her best not to imagine it being Fleur’s scrawny neck, not to strangle it, she better hold her wrist gently as she was trained, or else her spell wouldn’t transfer its power well. The cobble here wasn’t at all magical. Nowhere near the craft level of the most incapable dwarf. Not a drop of magic in it to be found. She couldn’t smell a whiff of it. That zing like nothing else. The rosy pink sky rumbled with real thunder. Good. Flying in the rain, no, she knew few creatures could safely fly...

Roo just knew Fleur was going to go psycho bimbo bitch on him after his next move, but the drawbridge below wouldn’t withstand another blast of her breath, let alone whatever other abilities she certainly had to fling at it. The pentacles of amber woven into her pink gloves were a big enough warning to be wary. Wary like a fish seeing a buttered frying pan. Hanging off his whip wrapped around her waist and leg with tail, Roo was swinging like the pendulum in the grandfather clock Bishop Hagert kept in his study and forced Roo to watch over...

Peaches hugged the side of the half-timber houses close. Their jetties over her head, and sheesh, being a tall elf girl did come with problems, even Roo didn’t care to hear about them, since sneaking forward while ducking every so slightly so much, but Peaches agreed to go ahead of Ruby. Use her witch’s foresense to see if it could track down the other dragon elves. With her stilettos and the cobble ground, not making a sound was harder than it should be, but alicorn heels only could be fashioned in long sizes, and there was no chance she’d go...

Only moments ago, Roo couldn’t help but leer at that drop dead gorgeous dragon elf beauty landing so hard on the end of the bridge it wailed, creaked, and shuttered like a dying rabbit in an eagle’s talons after a divebomb ambush failed to kill the rabbit outright. Enough to make a guy tremble in excitement. The boom echoed echoed echoed throughout the canyon path beyond the drawbridge, so that was no doubt a signal of some sort, for reinforcements of some sort. It even echoed deep down into the chasm, to whatever bottom it had. If it had a...

The awful screams of darkspawn beyond the walls made Peaches whimper for Sunshine’s sake. That Roo being so near to her seemed like … he was like a blazing war sun on a winter night. The rosy pink sky was so unnatural yet beautiful in its own way that … it was nice that he married her, her and Ruby together, rather than simply demanded well … even going familiar, not that he could demand that, but okay okay. Focus. But her heart raced so much. She was so warm. Hot. The chill of the wind gusts helped cool her...