He glanced at the wardrobe, his grin widening. "Guess I won't be having any more issues with heavy lifting. Maybe I should start looking for a new challenge. Or perhaps a new wardrobe?"
After a quick bath to wash away the morning's exertions, Zafron joined Mara and Matilda for breakfast. His excitement was palpable as he showered them both with affectionate kisses.
"Today's the big day!" he exclaimed, helping himself to a hearty portion of eggs. "Your very own Zafron, off to guard the elite of Drakoria. Try not to miss me too much."
Mara giggled, her eyes shining with pride. "We'll try to soldier on without you somehow," she teased. "Just don't forget about us little people when you're rubbing elbows with the rich and famous."
