<span style="font-style: italic">The frozen lands of the northern world had become bare. The black dragon that ruled over the lands decided it was time to find a new place to rule over. New grounds to hunt for him as well as somewhere new for his armies to conquer. They across the continent, burning and pillaging. Very rarely does he take his human form. It's on a flight one moonless night that he spots the walls of Mistwood castle. He would head there, make it his new lair. Enslave who dwelled there. He wasn't aware that a nesting dragon was in residence.</span><br/><br/>Even before she had became heavy with his child, Sya had a habit of sleeping with an arm over her middle. After the child had taken up kicking, to point he could feel, Talia let him feel their son's movement whenever possible, silently reassuring him the fetus is healthy. They're laying in bed together, Sya gently talking to the child contained in her womb when he suddenly startles and growls, waking her from the light doze she had slipped into.