Light Dragons 03 - Sparks Fly

then handed the talisman to Gabriel. For a few seconds, I thought Baltic’s eyeballs were going to pop out of his head.
    “Oooh,” Aisling said, her eyes round.
    Gabriel smiled as he examined the talisman. “Thank you, Ysolde.”
    “Mate!” Baltic, furious and hurt, stood before me, his fire wrapping around us in a manifestation of his anger. “Why do you betray me in this manner?”
    “I’m not betraying you. I’m simply forcing you to do something you’ve been too stubborn to do despite my many requests.”
    “What-” He stopped, suspicion crawling over his face as he whipped around to face Gabriel.
    “I’ve never seen a talisman of the First Dragon before,” Gabriel said somewhat contemplatively as he admired the object.
    “It looks powerful,” May said, touching it with one finger.
    “It is. Very powerful.” Once again, Gabriel’s dimples threatened to show themselves.
    “Pfft,” Magoth said, absently scratching one naked butt cheek. “Dragon relics. No use to anyone but you scaled ones.”
    Baltic’s fingers clenched convulsively. “Ysolde!”
    “Oh, you deserve every moment of this,” I told Baltic a second before I slid an arm around his waist.
    His fingers twitched again. “No,” he finally managed to say after unlocking his teeth.
    “Yes. It’s time. It’s well past time. Gabriel?”
    Gabriel held up the talisman. “I offer you a bargain, Baltic. In payment for the act of lifting the curse you placed upon the silver dragons, I will return to you this talisman.”
    The look Baltic turned on me warned of all sorts of acts of revenge, but I wasn’t frightened. Oh, he was angry now, but I knew in my heart that he loved me above all else, and sooner or later, he’d accept that this was right.
    “You leave me no choice but to accept,” Baltic snarled, facing Gabriel again, but only after letting me see in his eyes just how hot his emotions were running. “I will remove the curse.”
    “Oh! I think this is where Magoth comes in,” Aisling said, gesturing toward us.
    “Very well, but only because my sweet May offered to build me a film studio of my own.”
    “It was the only thing I could think of,” May explained with a little wave of her hand.
    “I appreciate you making that sort of a sacrifice,” I told her as Baltic, with a sour look at Magoth, put his hand on the demon lord’s shoulder before growling some phrases in Latin that I didn’t understand.
    “No sacrifices?” Magoth asked, disappointed. “You dragons have so much to learn from me. Well, then, so be it.” He spoke a phrase in a language I’d never heard.
    Gabriel and May took simultaneous deep breaths, both blinking as if they’d seen something wondrous.
    “It’s ... It’s gone,” May said, throwing herself on Gabriel. He tossed the talisman to Baltic before wrapping his arms around her and swinging her around in a circle as he kissed her. Immediately, both their phones went off.
    “No sugar for Daddy?” Magoth asked.
    May and Gabriel ignored him.
    “I do so love a happy ending. I think we’ll go find Drake,” Aisling said, nudging Jim before they set off through the forest.
    “Hmm.” Magoth looked from me to May, then to Baltic and Gabriel. “I shall come with you, Guardian. Perhaps your mate would be interested in a threesome?”
    Magoth toddled off after Aisling.
    “We have much to celebrate,” Gabriel told May as he set her on her feet. His eyes held a light that had May rubbing herself against him.
    “I think this calls for a little chase,” she said, and with a quick smile at us, dashed off into the forest.
    Gabriel managed to make a bow, and say, “I thank you for all that you have done for the silver dragons, Ysolde. We will always regard you with honor.”
    “And Baltic?” I asked, unable to keep from smiling at the look of sheer joy on his face.
    “Er ... we will be grateful that the curse is lifted,” he answered somewhat stiffly.
    I laughed. “As am I. Go find May.”
    With another bow, he was off, leaving me alone with one very angry dragon.
    “Thank you, my love,” I told Baltic, leaning into his back and kissing his shoulder. “I know it annoyed you to do that, but now, at last, we can live in peace with all the other dragons.”
    “First you must make your peace with me,” he said, turning to pin me back with a look that would probably have killed a lesser being.
    I bit his chin. “You may be the dread wyvern Baltic to everyone else, but you don’t scare