The weight of their unanimous decision settled over Linda's kitchen like a blanket of anticipation. Four supernatural beings, a magical baby and her two older version, and one very practical grandmother had just committed to trusting their fate to an ancient Dragon Council. The reality of what they'd agreed to was beginning to sink in, and judging by the expressions around the kitchen, everyone was starting to wonder if they'd made the right choice.
Baby Nova, blissfully unaware of the gravity of their situation, continued to gurgle contentedly in Samantha's arms, occasionally reaching toward tiny-dragon-Draven with curious fingers. The miniature dragon seemed pleased by the attention, his amber eyes bright with satisfaction at having successfully recruited the family for his Council's purposes.
