The Christmas Dragon's Heart by Zoe Chant

Author:Zoe Chant [Chant, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zoe Chant
Published: 2017-11-17T18:30:00+00:00

After their peaceful evening down in Christmas Valley, Claire was buried under an ever increasing mountain of work.

“It’s like that every year,” she sighed. “The holidays always creep up on you. Just wait until New Year’s is done with. We should get at least a week of calm before Henrik and Dara return to take over.”

Raul grimaced as he heaved a pile of papers into a bag, sneezing at the cloud of dust that escaped. “Couldn’t they have hired someone else to deal with their old paperwork?”

“That's what they hired me for,” Claire said and laughed.

Raul grumbled, dusting off his jeans. “They could have hired a helper for you.”

“I think that’s where you come in,” Claire pointed out, then triumphantly placed another long-lost receipt in her small pile of things to keep.

“I’m just here as the resident dragon. No one mentioned menial work. Or dust.”

Claire grinned at his complaints, but then indulged him by coming over and pretending to brush the dust out of his hair.

Of course Raul immediately used the chance to wrap his arms around her, kissing her until she melted against his body, the paperwork forgotten for a few blissful moments.

Then a knock came on the door, and Claire hastily stepped back, straightening her shirt while glaring at him.

“Bad dragon!” she said. “Too distracting. They should have warned me. Never hire a dragon as a helper. That must be why Santa employs reindeer.”

When she opened the door, she was greeted by a figure of a Santa who mechanically waved at her and then began to sing We wish you a merry Christmas, the sound tinny but accompanied by blinking lights.

“Thought you could use some Christmas cheer,” the Santa then said in a muffled voice.

“Uh... thank you,” Claire said, still staring at the Santa, not quite sure whether it really was the Santa who’d suddenly talked.

Then, a moment later, the figure began to sway dangerously. Raul jumped forward and a second later, their accountant Malcolm was revealed behind the giant Santa, who was now resting on his side, held by both men, and still singing merrily.

“Maybe not in my office,” she said weakly. “Can you put him down here, outside my door?”

“Great idea! Greeting everyone with some Christmas cheer,” Malcolm said, sweating profusely.

More like an early warning sign for surprise visitors...

“Thank you,” she then said when the Santa was put in place.

“How are the preparations coming along?” Malcolm asked. “For the snowball fight in the maze? You’re both still taking part, right? Special prizes for adults, kids and teenagers to keep it fair.”

Raul grinned. “We’ll have to take care not to win—I think that would look bad. But no harm in joining the fun.”

“Makes you look approachable,” the accountant said, nodding eagerly. “Prime marketing idea. Not that I know much of marketing. But it’s a great idea. Wonderful, in fact. I’ll be there myself, trying to get some pictures—you won’t mind, I’m sure, and I’ll forward them all to you. You could use them in the next brochure

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