As the final, delicate note of the guqin faded into silence, the entire spirit herb garden seemed to hold its breath.
Even the breeze seemed to hesitate, reluctant to disturb the lingering melody in the air.
But the moment didn't last.
"Again!" a voice called out from behind a tree.
Heads turned. Emerging from the shade was none other than Angie, the young dragon girl.
Ace narrowed his eyes. Is she going to be spinning her tail in excitement? He blinked. Wait—no tail? Am I hallucinating? I'm sure I saw one earlier.
Though, aside from him, no one else seemed to have noticed this particular peculiarity.
"What are you doing over there?" Mati asked, her voice as soft and soothing as a lullaby. "Come join us."
"Come here, little girl. What's your name?" Akha added warmly, her hands open as if ready to embrace her into their fold.
Khani and Kathum had already trotted over, chatting and smiling like they had found a new playmate.
