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“Are you three enjoying your stay?” The royal guard, Selena, was back at their room in the guest house, her tone soft despite her many quills and spikes. “Very!” Hummingbird was in the middle of having her feathers preened by a pair of monkeys. A larger group was giving Fainel a well-deserved massage, and Macaw was taking a nap—imagine that!—on a nearby tower of pillows. “I am happy to hear that. And I’m very sorry to interrupt, but I ha...

                The three had been more than a little surprised when they had found out the small ceremony that night at the feast hadn’t been the actual thing. News had quickly been spread around the islanders that had chosen to stay and serve Queen Rhys that they were to be honored properly a full week after the feast had happened.                 Word had gone out via Oviraptor, the messengers running from group to group as the islanders worked on att...

                Argent’s head hurt.                 It hurt a great deal. Along with the rest of his body. Every step was pain, and every breath was a task in itself. He looked ahead at the black and pale yellow feathers of the Utahraptor in front of him as well as the inky black feathers of the Sucho beside the raptor. The yellow rosettes on the tail of the sucho almost seemed to be looking back at him, his mind wandered and he could easily believe that...