With a smile stretching his lips, Maxime had never been so happy.
"So, how do you feel?" asked Maria, sensing his excitement through their bond.
"It's incredible!" he exclaimed as he watched the landscape pass below him. He could see the land receding, the trees becoming mere green spots beneath them.
His men below looked up, envying their leader who could experience the sensation of flying.
Especially since flying on the back of a wyvern, how majestic was that?
Of the millions of people living in the kingdom of the Frost Eagle, probably less than 500 of them had ever flown at least once in their lives.
And on a wyvern... Maxime was probably the only one in the whole Kingdom.
As Maxime flew through the air while pointing the way to Maria, Laura rolled her eyes, and a few memories from her past flashed before her eyes.
But these thoughts disappeared the moment she heard:
"Come on guys, let's go down the mountain and hurry up to join our leader in Plouta."
