That simple promise has her giddy and excited, promises of information that were long denied to her. For once in her life, reading books wouldn't be for her father's end, but for her own accumulation of power. If it served her well, it could belong to their children as well.

She grinned, gripping his shoulder tight as she moved more quickly, matching his energy and enthusiasm. "Our children will have dragon magic and further magic." They would command dragons, perhaps have dragon dreams? They may create substances to use in battle or to give them strength? Or perhaps create monsters like Tyanna of the Tower?"