Kellan huffed as he wrapped a scarf around his face, the sharp wind of the snowy mountains biting into his skin.
He trudged north, the stolen dragon egg securely packed in his enchanted satchel, its weight a constant reminder of his mission.
The northern winds bit through his cloak, but he welcomed the chill. It was a far cry from the sweltering desert they had left behind, and he knew the woman and the dragon wouldn't expect him to venture into these icy lands.
He had decided to move up north completely for two reasons. First, they wouldn't expect him to come here. And second, the North, known as "The Dragon's Resting Place," was both a sanctuary and a graveyard for dragons.
It was said that numerous dragons had moved here to escape human persecution from the early days of Eternal Slumber till now.
