I am a dragon! Help me! (TOME 4 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)

Student.

The next morning, at breakfast, the atmosphere was cold. Shaikh and mom were talking and Brahma and Surish were talking with their children.

I looked at Brahma and said, "I'm sorry if I did something wrong but I don't know... I just went with some students to see the area. They are my first friends here. All the others stayed in France..."

Rosette: "But what's happening to you, my darling... you had nothing to do with it. We were all scared, that's all!"

I felt I had to play more with Ankur and his brother. But there was an age difference. They too had classmates.

Me: "Tomorrow, we fish together?"

They jumped for joy but Brahma didn't like it when we killed fish.

"Rest assured, Brahma, they will release their fish alive. This is to teach them how to survive if one day there is nothing left to eat.

Surish "I see your intentions are good, but I sense danger."

A week passed and I explored the darkness during the night after making sure no one was awake. I also locked my room and closed the curtains.

I was at the cave and it looked out onto an island. I would go out fishing on moonless nights in an area with absolutely no lights.

I would also look for caves and crevices to go in and out and hunt local game.

I had an ogre's appetite, full of mana to recuperate after my transfer and I felt that I was stabilizing, that my magical powers were coming back to me. But, strangely enough, they were abnormally high. Tiamat's powers? No, not possible.

I had to be careful and prepare for their return.

I knew the danger of Moranus and Viseron and I tried not to provoke anything or leave the slightest trace that could attract their attention.

I avoided everything that was muddy and crocodiles were forbidden to me because of that. But not for a magic missile!

CATCH!

I picked them up, dead in mid-air, and ate them on the rocks, washed by the foam.

The bones and carcasses were thrown into the open sea.

At home, no one suspected anything, except that my ogress-like appetite was strangely quiet. Finally if there was a good piece, I jumped on it!

At school, things were going well and I had good grades. On weekends, and Wednesday afternoons, I went out with my friends and often we would discreetly have a drink.

Mom was strict about that. I couldn't go home without being noticed by the neighbors and cousins.

Often, they would come with us to see a movie at the theater and their parents would pick them up while we continued our outings.

Then came the wedding.

We invited almost a thousand people. It cost a bridge, but it was the tradition.

They put henna on my hands and cheeks and a veil and also a red spot on my forehead.

I didn't go near the priests because of their hysteria and I had the excuse of being afraid of snakes. Surish respected my decision since the incident. The village admitted that he had had too many hallucinogens or that a snake had bitten him.

We had rented a palace and dancers were putting on a good show for us and finally the ceremony of exchanging gifts, rooms and introducing distant cousins and friends and family had come from Europe. I was happy to have my grandmother and my paternal grandfather. This would certainly be their last trip given their age.