Evelyn laughed silently to herself as she walked away from the dragon who watched her in anger. If the dragon could change her mind and learn to live like a human or an elf, and change her manner towards other creatures, then she would change the dragon back.

But only if.

She didn't think it'd happen. The young dragon was too full of herself, making no considerations for others. But, as was tradition, Evelyn would help out as much as she could, since that was why there were unicorns in the first place. To make what they could better.

But now there was something else she needed to do. She stopped in an out-of-the-way alley near the bookshop and swiftly changed her appearance to that of a kind old woman, well off and sweet. Then she hobbled onto the street.

She took a breath of clean—cleaner—air. Those alleyways always made her want to choke, the smell was so terrible. Then she headed down the street toward the bookshop.

She entered without ringing the bell and walked up to the counter, where a young man with green eyes and slightly pointed ears was reading a book on unicorns. He didn't seem to notice her.

"Excuse me," she said. The boy jumped and threw the book in the air. It landed page side down.

"Oh, dear, I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed. "I didn't mean to frighten you so. Here," she picked up the book and handed it to him."

"Thank you, I'm sorry," said the boy.

"Oh, it was my fault, dear. What was it that you were reading?"

He showed the book to her. She smiled. "Ah, unicorns," she said. "Beautiful creatures. Magic, that's what they are. They purify things, you know, like air, water, and people. I once met one, ever so nice. Beautiful, white as snow and tinged with blue. Lovely! This unicorn told me what I know of them. She said that once, she turned a conceited dragon into a human girl so that the dragon would learn a lesson. Dragons, you see, are magic too, and they are suppose to fireproof certain things, it's why they're here. Balance, you see. Life is about balance. But over time, dragons became haughty and arrogant, and thought themselves the top of the world. Now, so says Evelyn the unicorn, unicorns are working to correct that balance." Evelyn smiled into the boy's calculating eyes. "Boy, if you ever meet a dragon, you show it how intelligent you are. Maybe you'll be able to put some good in to a dragon's heart."

The boy's green eyes looked sharp, as if he were deep in thought. Good, Evelyn thought. Maybe I'll get some help in this.

The boy nodded slowly, and said, "Someone once told me that unicorns were pesky, interfering creatures. That they 'turned real people into animals,' or something. Maybe she had experience."

Oh, you're thinking! She thought delightedly. Maybe that 'someone' wasn't who you thought!

"Well, you believe what you like, child. But for now, could you tell me where I would find a book on plants?"

The boy nodded and walked around his desk, showing her which isle she needed to look at, and went back to standing behind his desk.

Evelyn smiled and left the shop without the boy noticing, again not ringing a single bell.