Spyro's eyes fluttered open as he awoke from his peaceful slumber. The morning sun shone through his bedroom window as he shifted himself out of his bed and stretched, letting out a sleepy yawn as he did so. It had been, by his estimate, a year since the defeat of Malefor; and that year was, in his opinion, the best he had had in his life thus far, no thanks to a certain someone.

He walked over to the other side of the bed, looking down on the being he had shared it with. The black dragoness began to stir as she awoke, her eyes slowly opening as she did so. Spyro smiled down at her as her eyes met his, to which she returned.

"Good morning, Cynder." he said, as the black dragoness shifted out of the bed.

"Good morning." she answered back as she stretched out, stretching out like he had done when he awoke, "Sleep well?"

"I always sleep well when you're beside me." Spyro smiled.

Cynder giggled in amusement, "Is that the best you can do?" she smirked playfully.

Spyro's cheeks suddenly felt hot, a sense of embarrassment rushing over him as he let out a sheepish chuckle. Cynder was, in his opinion, the best thing that had ever happened to him in his life. She had stood by him as he fought against The Dark Master himself. Once a puppet to which he pulled the strings, she had stood up to him in defiance.

Spyro had hoped that following Malefor's defeat, the other members of the dragon would start seeing her as one of them; and for the most part, they had. However, there were still hushed whispers and cold shoulders from a few citizens of Warfang, who did not seem to be as forgiving as the rest.

Cynder was, to him, the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes upon. It was her eyes that defined her beauty in his opinion. They were brilliant emerald, and seemed to shimmer when he gazed into them.

"Sorry about that." the purple dragon chuckled awkwardly. Even he knew that that wasn't a good one, but it was the best he could come up with, and he'd just said it without thinking.

Cynder giggled again as she walked up to the purple dragon. She nuzzled him softly, to which he returned.

"Come on." she said, turning towards the door, "let's go get some breakfast."

Spyro smiled and nodded in agreement. He followed the black dragoness as she opened the door and stepped into the hallway beyond.

First chapter done. Sorry for the slow start, but it should improve when the story gets going. Also, just so you all know, Spyro and Cynder have not been doing anything. They were just sleeping in the same bed, that's all. You should also know that I have no schedule to upload these chapters, and I also have college to deal with, so don't expect anything soon. I will continue as soon as I can though, and don't forget to review!