Kennedy returned from the library exhausted. His tie hung loose around his neck and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He had been reading about dragons and their scale use. It intrigued him the many uses of it and frankly, he wanted a pet dragon.

If he asked his father, would he get him one? The man was trying to buy Kennedy's attention so...yeeeeah. Hmm, he would have to try that one.

He sat down and set the book he brought with him on the seat beside him. He would read that before going to bed. Kennedy stared at the soft flames in the fireplace and his eyes began to droop.