Nimue cocked her head and thought for a minute.<br/><br/>"We, if we could go to the roof of the cottage, could allow Layla to carry us in her talons to dry land. She cannot swoop too close to the water for fear of the flood water dragging at her wings. There would be no way for your horse to join us. But we could get out and go to a place close by and walk to your people. I'm sorry but I would have to go with you so Layla stays focused. She listens to me. I have heard that dragons only answer to their riders. Most dragon riders are noble men who are able to lead armies but Layla answers to me. Maybe she thinks I am her mother."<br/><br/>Nimue's eyes were sparkling with excitement. She hoped that Maric would like the idea and their time together could be filled with quests and adventure almost as if she were really his companion. Before Maric could answer, she scampered up the ladder to the loft and began to pull away some of the thatching, making a way to the rooftop.<br/><br/>"Maric, I believe we can squeeze out there. Will you be comfortable with your stallion waiting here for a few days? Layla could pick us up aways from your people so she won't be in danger from them. Why would anyone want to kill a dragon anyway? They are wonderful, helpful creatures, created by the Mother to protect her children."<br/><br/>Nimue made a beautiful picture of bright eyes and curling hair with red lips that were parted in a mischievous smile. She laughed outright at the look on Maric's face.<br/>"Come on, Maric.. You have never seen the world until you have been aloft."