Anastasia just realized she could put the dragon under a spell, a skill she had learned from her mother. Many said the Arcadians had direct origin from the sirens and now that Julian was seeing it, he could attest that to be true.
He took soft but measured steps towards Ana. Her hair blew in the wind making her all goddess like. He even doubted if she was still the shy wife he knew.
"You wanna touch him?" She asked without looking at Julian. How the hell did she know he was here?
Skeptical, Julian walked towards the tamed beast and stretched his hand from a distance to stroke it's rough scales. He was a dark one, with deep yellow eyes.
"Can you ride it?" He asked.
She gathered her skirts and stepped forward. "Only with my husband by my side," she said with a smile that rendered Julian speechless. She walked past him and climbed the dragon's back effortlessly. It was as if she was made to ride him.
