An Uneasy Agreement

Words cannot describe how relieved and thankful I feel right now. That the phoenix King agreed to send someone with me to help in the ritual was not something I had any hope of. I expected my attempts would fail and I would need to fight for the right to be heard.

I am probably going to get a lot of grief from the phoenix race in the days to come, while they figure out how far they can push my temper and to see if I really will uphold my agreement with them. However, I am a dragon of my word and Max genuinely is that important to me.

As I wait for Ra’s chosen helper, I hold my tongue as many phoenixes come over to me. Many of them gawk and stare while others poke and prod with their words and their talons. I ignore them all, though it is difficult to not scold them for bothering me so much.

I feel like one of those stuffed animals inside the museum and I know for a fact that if I scold even one of them, they will accuse me of not adhering to the deal I jus