Rebecca While fleeing a dying Earth I've endured cold, hunger and thirst. The one bright spot in my nightmare is my friend and fellow redhead, Willow. I've never had a friend like her before, one who I'd do anything for and she'd do the same for me. We're traveling to the Draconian home-world to accept an offer of sanctuary. Of course nothing in the universe is free. The price doesn't seem so bad, pick out a Draconian male to be your mate. It's better than starving to death, right? When we get to their planet the task seems like it should be easy. There are lots of warriors and every one of them is obsessed with us. They call us the fiery-haired queens and make a big deal of us. It's not going too bad until one day Willow disappears. I'm not going to let her go. I'll do whatever it takes to find her. Even go with a primitive, scarred Draconian warrior who'd be my last choice of mates. Except he knows where she is and without him, there's no hope. Argon I'm of the old blood. There is less humanoid mixed into my native dragon blood. The human queens tend to turn away from me. They mistake my high-strung manner for feral aggression. I've resigned myself to not having a queen of my own. I'm exiled from the city because of my aggressiveness, but still I love its beauty. I fly over to a spot I've claimed in the nearby trees where I like to perch and admire the beautiful spirals. I sit and I dream of building my own spirals, that somehow I could have a queen of my own to build it for. When I arrive at my spot and find a fiery-haired queen there, I try to make her understand it is mine. The queens own everything, though, and she wants me to take her into the mountains. She tells me of her lost friend and how she must save her. Her loss makes my heart ache and I want to help her. Her lush form attracts me, igniting desire, and my dragon nature. Reluctantly I agree to take her on the journey. I'll have to remain alert and move fast if I am to keep