Chapter 5 (1/2)

“Did you really knock down the elves' sacred tree of knowledge?” Sera asked Vur while he ate a chunk of raw meat. She had been contacted by the elves earlier saying an imprinted human was wreaking havoc in their lands.

Vur shook his head. “Just a tree, no knowledge,” he said.

“… Were there golden fruits?” Sera asked.

Vur nodded. “They were very delicious,” he said. “Umm, not as juicy as bear meat though. They also gave me a bellyache.”

“Did you eat them all…?”

“No, Snuffles ate half.” Snuffles raised his head and looked at Vur before going back to sleep. Sera sighed.

“What’s wrong, Sera?” Grimmy asked while laughing. “The elves can just plant another one.”

“That tree takes 500 years to grow and 1 year to bear a fruit. As the matriarch of this land, I can’t just ignore their complaints. They want to take Vur and properly educate him,” Sera said.

“No! I don’t want to. I’ll turn stupid,” Vur said. “You won’t make me go, right Grimmy?”

Sera glared at Grimmy. “It’s your fault too for teaching Vur such nonsense.”

Grimmy snorted. “You’re the one who insisted Vur was a dragon.”

Vur pouted. “I am a dragon. Papa said I’ll grow wings and scales when I grow up. Papa wouldn’t lie to me because Mama said dragons don’t lie.”

All the dragons turned to stare at Vernon who let out a cough. “Ah, Vur… didn’t you lie about not knocking down the tree to the elves? That means you can’t grow wings and scales anymore.” Vernon smiled at the dragons who were looking at him and received a smack to his snout from Sera. “What? I fixed it,” Vernon said while rubbing his nose.

“I feel bad now; when are we going to tell him?” Leila mumbled to Grimmy.

“Tell me what?” Vur asked.

“You’re adopted!” Prika said. All the dragons glared at the red dragon who clamped her claws over her mouth.

“What’s adopted?” Vur asked putting down the chunk of meat in his hands.

“It means we love you no matter what,” Sera said while still glaring at Prika.

“Oh, I’m adopted!” Vur said with a smile. “You’re adopted too, Mama.” Sera could feel a headache building up.

“Don’t let Grandpa hear you say that, or he’ll get jealous,” Vernon said.

“Grandpa’s asleep though. How can he sleep for so long? I still haven’t talked to him yet,” Vur asked.

“He used up a lot of energy a long time ago and he still has to rest,” Sera said. Vur nodded and yawned. He walked over to Snuffles and cuddled him before falling asleep.

“Are we sending Vur to the elves?” Leila asked while watching the boy’s tummy fall up and down as he slept.

“I think we should. It would be the best for him if he ever wants to leave this range,” Vernon said. “He’s only four, but he toppled a thousand year old tree with gravity magic. None of us are good at moderation; the elves should teach him.”

Grimmy nodded. “It would be good for us too. That boy eats a bear every month. Sometimes you get tired of hunting, ya know?”

Sera sighed. “Very well then. Tomorrow, he’ll go learn with the elves.”