Donovan let out a small grunt and looked back at his family before flying away with speed to catch up with his people.
By the time the first morning ray touched the ground, they all were in the Rockshir.
Donovan flew over beautiful buildings so Silja could get a better look at the city. And it was an even more captivating sight to look at from above.
Donovan knew Silja liked it so he deliberately flew slowly.
Soon they reached the Duke's house of Rockshir. From afar Silja could see a beautiful fortress standing proudly on the small hill.
The last time she was here she had her first bitter experience of the North and after months so many things have changed and with some good things, the bitterness in her heart has also grown stronger somehow.
Donovan landed on the large ground just outside the fortress and other dragons followed.
Donovan changed his form and soon Silja saw the door of the big fortress opened and she saw a familiar face.
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