The floating island (part two)

After a few hours of rest, Iggi had them resume their journey. There was a lot of distance between them and Athelia that they couldn't afford to waste time. 

He walked side by side with Adran while the two lovebirds tied the path together. His skin had the map that told him which path to take to get to where they wanted to be and his skin would itch every time he was almost close to passing the right path. 

Zhakhil walked silently alongside his dragon. Their arms were hooked around each other. He quietly enjoyed the beautiful feeling of being with his dragon. 

Unlike the times in the past when he would have to make up lies just to spend time with him. This time he had all the right in the world and he was taking full advantage.

He did not wish for even a second to go by with them being apart. He had waited for too long for his time and now that he had it, he wasn't leaving anything to chance. 

"How is Athelia like?"