Nimue waited for Maric to join her on the rooftop. With another of her famous mischievous smiles, she put her fingers in her mouth and blew a piercing whistle reminiscent of a peregrine fowl.  Immediately the ground began to shake and a roar filled the air.<br/><br/>Turning to Maric, Nimue explained.<br/>"We will need to embrace because when Layla swoops to catch us, we have to be one being. She can't quite figure out how to pick up more than one catch."<br/><br/>She waited while the knight arranged his goods, even strapping his pack to her back. The weight of it tugged at her shoulders but she knew it wouldn't be for long.<br/><br/>A shadow fell over the watery landscape. Nimue threw back her head, letting her black hair cascade down her back as she laughed in primitive delight.<br/><br/>"Hold me tightly,, Sir Knight. Hold me as if your life depended on it."<br/><br/>With a blaze of fire and a billow of smoke, the dragon swooped in and they were aloft. The landscape flew past and as the dragon went higher, the houses and trees turned into small patches in a patchwork quilt. Nimue laughed with greater delight and gave in to her joy. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled in close for a deep, intimate kiss. They were sharing a union that bound them into one for no other shared  in this flight,