"Well," said Iris, lifting her now-glowing teacup with obvious delight, "I think we can officially say that Nova—all versions of Nova—will fit in perfectly here in the Dragon Realm."
Future-Nova snorted with laughter. "Just wait until she learns to fly."
Iris nearly choked on her tea. "She can't fly yet, can she?"
"Define 'can't,'" Present-Nova said with suspicious innocence.
Before anyone could ask what that meant, Selena clapped her hands together with sudden excitement. "Oh! This is perfect timing! We were just discussing the Bonding Ceremony preparations."
"Bonding ceremony?" Samantha asked, shifting Baby Nova to her other arm as the infant began reaching for the floating crystals again.
