Dragons, Heists and Other Retirement Plans (Hornsboggle & Dodge #1)

Walking along a country lane that soon became a cobbled street, Katherine and Mrs. Chrysler made their way to the Giddy Horseman as the sun went down, with Katherine’s trio of cats in tow.

The wind had changed and now was blowing frostily from the north, growing stronger as the forest thinned and the town came into view, the beginnings of its sidewalks sprouting from the earth under their feet.

I do hope Harvey feels better soon, Ember was saying, her paws gently melting the hoarfrost that had formed on the paving stones.

I’m sure he will, dearest, Mr. Scruffles said. Dragons have remarkable healing powers, don’t they?