Kate could not hold her excitement. Malora gave her a being of her heart's desire. She squealed in delight, "Oh you beautiful exquisite draconian. Syn, this state. You thrive in the nether regions away from the Nine Kingdoms. You must be returned to your own kin. Surely they are worried sick. Captured, tortured. The pass closes soon. I will not have time to prepare for such a journey and in your condition, you will die before..."<br/><br/>Kate blinked, kissed and cradled his hand, "Syd, I am so sorry. I cannot take you now. As soon as winter is over the pass opens. I will take you home. Back to your kin. Please stay. I want to show you not all beings below the nether are crewel. You return as you are and I fear another dragon war. Yes. Outside is the town and we are passing the 500-acre lake.  I do not have the magic to heal you and you are so weak. I will take you to the lake as soon as your strength returns. What food do you need? In this form, you will stay weak. I have a stable but you deserve better. I have plenty of room for you to roam."<br/><br/>Kate bolted up opened the window and stuck out her head, "Peel, take us to the lake. Is the trail too deep for the carriage?"<br/><br/>"Sorry Mi Lady, we need the sleigh. The snow is too deep. I can have the sleigh ready first thing after breakfast."<br/><br/>Kate ducked her head back in, "Syn, can you wait one more day? Right after breakfast. I will load you will blankets, herbs, whatever you need."