“Oh, she’s so cute when she sleeps,” Flurry Heart mumbled to herself. She lay in bed with the Lord of the Dragons, Ember. She sighed. “She keeps overworking herself, it’s no wonder she sleeps like a filly.”  
“Mmph?” Ember stirred. “Flurry? Did…did you say something?” she yawned and nudged closer to her partner in bed.  
“Sorry Embie, I woke you. Go back to sleep,”  
“No…I’ve been up…for hours..”  
“Shush.”  
“You do not shush…the Lord Ember.”  
“I do if I can make you squeal like you did last night,” Flurry Heart blew on Ember’s nose.  
“You’re one to talk,” Ember sat up and stretched. “If you tell even ONE soul, I will put you in a box and ship you back to the Crystal Empire with a note saying “Please keep her”.”  
“You wouldn’t do that,” Flurry Heart put a hoof on either side of the dragons face. “Besides, you can’t get rid of me.”  
“Watch me,” Ember grinned.