"You asked what we've been doing," Thelvyn said as soon as Sir George dismounted from the saddle. "Aside from guiding the dragons, I have found a great deal to do. Lately we've spent much of our time traveling secretly around the world watching the growth of civilization and doing what we can to make certain that the future has a place for dragons."
"That's a fairly tall order," Sir George remarked. "I admit that the war against the Overlord taught the world something about trusting dragons, just as it taught the dragons something important about trusting each other. But they still have a lot to learn about acting in a civilized manner. Even if they do, the rest of the world is going to need a long time to learn to accept dragons."
"I expect the task of finding a place in the world for dragons will occupy me for centuries," Thelvyn admitted. "I'm going to need all the help I can get. That's why we're here. I was wondering if you've possibly had enough of being comfortable and are ready for a little adventure."
"Me?" Sir George protested, surprised at the suggestion. "I'm not a gold dragon, remember? I'm just a wayward drake, and therefore not a suitable companion for the Immortal Diamond."
"There are some things only you can do for me," Thelvyn assured him. "And if you still think that only a dragon is worthy of serving me, then keep one thing in mind. Even that is something within my power to grant."
Sir George jumped in sudden alarm, realizing that something had happened to him. Looking down at himself, he saw that he was now a gold dragon. His first reaction seemed to be one of profound confusion. The change had happened so suddenly and unexpectedly that he didn't know what to make of it. At least a dragon form was vaguely familiar to him, after his many years as a drake. He bent his head around, trying to get a better look at himself, and ended up going around in a complete circle like a dog chasing its tail.
"Dp I have your interest?" Thelvyn asked, careful to hide his amusement.
Sir George looked up. "Well, yes. I don't want to seem overly critical, but I think you've set a worthy task for us, if a rather difficult one."
Thelvyn did not answer. He did not want to admit that the task that lay ahead for him and his companions would be far more important and more difficult than Sir George could ever guess. Even the Immortals could not clearly see what the future would bring, but some events were inevitable. He could not guess why or when, but he knew that someday in the centuries to come, the dragons would be forced to go war once again.
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