With both Dragon Little and Dragon Father carrying torches on the Night Planet and the two of them working together, they defeated the three Wicked Wizards.
Dragon Little’s fingers and legs were shaking all the way through. But she said nothing to her father and did not complain.
Her fingers turned white holding on to the torch and never eased on the grip.
The adventure was a short one and nothing special happened in it. It seemed that Dragon Father wanted to teach his daughter to finish the adventure and not give in to fear, but would not risk his waking up early and leaving her alone on it again.
Or perhaps he wanted to finish it as quickly as possible without any further tension or cause for fear.
Within half an hour, they had caught the Wicked Wizards and their loot and returned to Bonny’s Revenge. There, Dragon Little led the Wicked Wizards to a cell in the Infinite Prison in the belly of the ship.
There was no more adventure that day, and Dragon Father stayed long enough to tuck Dragon Little in.
The two suns shone above them, as Bonny’s Revenge sailed the ocean. Their sunlight shone in through the one window in Dragon Little’s cabin.
“I don’t want to go the Night Planet again,” she said.
“You’ll never have to,” he said softly.
I saw him through the window, sitting at the side of her cot. He looked up and if he had dragon’s eyes, he would have seen me look at him. “There we are… night time… with the suns in the middle of the sky… Comfortable, huh?”
Tucked up to her neck, she nodded.
“Say that word again,” she told him.
“What word?”
“Squashbuckler!”
“That’s not a word! I would never say that word!”
“Say it again!”
“I don’t know what you mean. I would never say ‘squashbuckler’--Ooops!”
She laughed. “You said it!”
“You’re absolutely wrong. I would never say ‘squashbuckler’--Damn!”
She laughed again and again as he did that five more times.
But then he kissed her forehead goodnight, and she was asleep within seconds.
Dragon Father exhaled slowly then went out to the deck to look at the suns.
After a long while, he whispered to himself, “I wonder why the suns don’t set?”
Then he shook his head and returned to the cabin to look at his daughter.
—Told by The Red Dragon