I threw my arms around him again, and this time I gave him the kiss he’d been waiting for.
“Creel!” Marta came out of the back room. “What in the name of the Triunity … Oh, hello, Luka!”
“Shardas is alive,” I shouted to her. I ran back around the counter and danced her about until we ran into a rack of ribbons and sent them tumbling to the ground.
“What? You’re joking!”
“No, I’m not! A window’s been stolen, a window’s been stolen!” I sang. “Can you and Alle manage the shop until I get back?”
“Of course, but where are you going?”
“We’re going dragon hunting!” And I ran out of my shop, with a large hound galloping ahead and my own prince following after.