Max was lying on a large bed in the castle infirmary.
Moonlight was carefully inspecting every bandage wrapped around his arms and shoulders.
Max smiled.
"What are you doing?"
Moon looked up.
"Checking."
"Checking what?"
"Making sure Daddy is still in one piece."
Max laughed.
"I think I'm still in one piece."
"'I think' isn't enough."
The little dragoness crossed her arms.
"We have to be sure."
Max shook his head.
"You're starting to sound way too much like Seraphine."
Moon looked proud.
"Thank you."
The two of them ended up laughing.
Then Max remembered something.
"Moon."
"Yeah?"
"Could you see if Dorian knows anything about the drow yet?"
The little girl tilted her head.
"Miss Thara's sister?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
Moon climbed down from her chair.
But just as she was about to leave the room, the door opened.
And Don walked in.
The faun adjusted his suit as he entered.
"I was actually coming with news."
Moon sat back down.
"Good news?"
Don nodded.
