Book 3: Chapter 27 (2/2)

Lindyss’ eye twitched. “I don’t remember saying anything like that.”

“You said it!”

“It must’ve been a slip of the tongue.”

“You still said it! Slip or not, it counts.”

Lindyss sighed as she placed her palm against her forehead, sinking back into her seat. She glanced at the cup in her other hand before tossing it over her shoulder. “It seems like I’ve had too much to drink.” As she stared up at the sky, a moving black dot caught her eye. “Speaking of friends, my bestest friend is coming to visit right now.”

Erin froze mid-bounce. Her neck creaked as she turned her head towards the sky. Her face paled, and she attempted to hide underneath the cloth strip covering Lindyss’ waist, but the cursed elf flicked her away. “Why is the dragon coming!?” Erin shouted as she hid behind the chair near Lindyss’ head.

“He must’ve heard about one of my friend slots being taken up, so he came to clear it out,” Lindyss said. “Scared?”

“You’re not normal for being not scared! He’s a dragon of darkness; he’ll do all kinds of awful things to you, you dumb turnip!”

“Why do you always call me a vegetable as an insult?”

“Because you’re as dumb as one, that’s why!” Erin climbed up to the top of the chair, looking down on Lindyss’ head. “You stupid radish, a darkness dragon will take your soul and stuff other things inside of it to take its place. He’ll experiment on you and curse you until you wish you were dead. Although you’re pretty evil and wicked already, it’s not too late to escape from his influence!”

With a rush of wind, Grimmy landed on the beach, creating a mushroom cloud of sand above the shore. Lindyss erected a barrier that prevented her chair from flying away from the impact and stopped the sand from landing on her. “Whoa,” Grimmy said, staring down on the chair that Lindyss was lying on. “You’re sunbathing. I thought you hated the sun.”

Lindyss clicked her tongue. “It’s your fault I couldn’t bathe in the sun for nearly half a millennium.”

“Ah, yeah, sure, blame all your problems on me,” Grimmy said, rolling his eyes. “Anyways, I sensed some weird magic being cast somewhere to the west. It’s probably a devil summoning. I thought I erased all devil summoning knowledge from existence when I wrecked the southern continent, but I guess somethings will always slip through some cracks. Want to go check it out?”

“Not interested,” Lindyss said. “I run two continents—that’s five kingdoms and a few miscellaneous groups. I think I have enough on my plate as is.”

“But you’re sunbathing,” Grimmy said. “Your plate’s completely empty.”

“Leaders need to take time off to alleviate stress to make proper decisions, alright?” Lindyss asked.

Grimmy slipped one claw underneath the chair and flipped it over, causing two short yelps to echo through the air. “Nonsense. If you don’t move around, you’ll get moldy. I’m going and you’re coming with, agreed? Agreed.”

Lindyss crawled to her feet, spitting out clumps of sand. “What am I? A piece of bread? Only dragons become moldy because they sleep for years at a time.”

“Well, too bad,” Grimmy said, scooping Lindyss up with his paw. “Let’s go.”