Rose’s hand stroked his cheek. “Ohhh, Penn. This well-fed English…
“Paper, put down the launcher. He’s legit.”
The wyvern snorted and let out a belch of smoke and flame.
Rodrigo laughed. “She’s probably been holding that since you guys showed up.”
Penn didn’t laugh. “We need to figure out what’s going on. Can you help us?”
“I don’t know what’s going on. That’s why I’m here. We haven’t heard from the gem mine.”
Paper set the missile launcher against the wall. “A gem mine? I’ve always wanted a gem mine.”
Penn walked carefully around the dragon. “Give us ten minutes to get the Antonia fired up.”
Rodrigo bowed. “We’ll be circling.”
Arms windmilling, Penn raced Paper for the ship’s ramp.