Seaella gave a hefty sigh of relief at Serapis’ reassurance and Thayva’s nod of agreement to her husband’s words. That was one thing, at least, her young mind would not have to add to its already too many worries.
	Slowly, she sidled up to the table, glancing to both the dracons, then snatched an apple from the bowl. She sniffed at it, enjoying its sweet scent, then took a bite of the juicy fruit. 
	“Where [i]are[/i] we?” she asked, wiping a bit of juice from her mouth that had dribbled down her chin. “We... we traveled far, and lost track of where we were going.”