AN1// This is part of the
That First Step... (SI) series. If you have not read it, you may wish to or you may be horribly confused. The previous part can be found here:
Meddle not...
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I looked up from my book at the change in breathing. Jaina's head moved slightly but nothing further.
A couple of days since the ritual was completed and she was still out of it. Not that surprising, Targos said I was the same.
But she should wake up at any moment.
She was beautiful, bright blue scales and just starting to grow the curled horns on the side of her head. Her wings looked like they would be strong too and she was a little larger than me, but not by much.
Every single magical scan we ran over her told us that everything had gone well, but in truth, we wouldn't know until she woke up.
"How's she doing?" Sheila asked as she walked into the chamber.
I looked over at her. "Still asleep."
Nodding, she reached to scratch beneath my horn. "Going to stay here tonight too?"
"I should stay until she wakes up. It could be anytime now," I said and gave her a small nuzzle. "Tell Ren sorry for me?"
Sheila nodded and gave the tip of my nose a small kiss. "I will. Oh, I got a message from Zrazta. She says she will be back in a couple of days."
"Did she find anything?"
"Didn't say."
"Hope she did," I said and nosed at her, "There has to be native magical plants on this Plane."
Smiling, Sheila nodded. "See you tomorrow, love."
"Good night."
One last scratch behind my nose horn and then she walked out, wrapping her warm cloak around herself against the cool air.
I looked after her for a long moment. Our quarters were heated, but much of the tower wasn't any warmer than the early spring outside.
We should find a more comfortable place to live, Rengosa and I didn't care about the cold and actually rather enjoyed it and Zrasta didn't mind. Sheila, however, was cold everywhere but our quarters.
She never complained but…
I knew she didn't like it. The Red Dragonflight was speaking about moving to the desert across the ocean. Alexstrasza thought they could make it flourish and bloom.
I wasn't one to argue with her on that one. If anyone could do it, it would be the Reds.
It was about time anyway for the Flights to spread out across the world, this tower was built for the Blue Dragonflight and to hold the Wyrmrest Accord until a central location could be constructed.
The sound of movement drew my attention and I looked back to Jaina again. She was moving slightly, her claws shifting across the stone beneath her as her eyes slowly fluttered awake.
Pushing my book closed with a claw, I settled down to watch and wait.
She slowly moved her head, working her jaw as she blinked and looked around. "Gryium."
"Don't try to speak yet," I told her. "You need to learn to speak again, it's all in your throat now, the tongue is barely involved at all."
Jaina managed a small nod as she shifted clumsily as she tried to look herself over, her wings kind of twitching as she tried to move them.
"It'll come to you," I told her and shifted slightly to sit up. "If you are wondering, you look good."
She blinked at me. "Kalgh. K-kal…"
"Kalecgos?" I asked, and she managed a nod.
"He's resting," I said and padded over to pick up her meal to carry it over to her. "Without the Aspect to help and even with the simplified ritual, it took a lot out of him and he barely slept for a month. He'll be down for at least a couple of weeks. I promised to look out for you while he recovers."
She looked at me before she nodded.
Dropping the half-frozen deer on the floor before her and she blinked and stared at it before she looked at me again.
"Your dinner," I explained, "Take it slow, you have technically never eaten before."
Jaina blinked at me and looked between me and the deer before she stuck her tongue out and managed to cringe.
"Yeah, I wasn't overly enthusiastic about it either at first," I told her and moved to settle down next to her, "But it's good, especially the liver. Give it a try."
She looked at the dead animals. "…Ew."
"Lady Proudmoore! I think you just managed your first word!"
It's a wonder how much loathing you could convey with a single look.
Chuckling in amusement, I looked at her. "Want some help in getting going? Just trust your instincts and don't think about it. You have them, it's included in the package, I promise."
Hesitating, she then managed a nod.
Shifting, I reached to rip the deer open to cause its guts to spill out onto the stone.
Jaina just stared at it.
Why wasn't she eating? That smelled really good.
…Maybe I should have asked Zrazta for help with this. She was the one that had experience with whelps.
AN2// Many thanks to Pietersielie for betaing this section.