Dad stayed with Mom and I returned to Britannia.
Each time, my arrival was a spectacle. Some people loved to paint me and sometimes I would pause for a moment to please them.
After the trip, I would rush back to my square house and see if any dragons were around.
Then... sin.
They brought me barrels of beer. Dragons hated fizzy stuff. But I loved it.
And from time to time they brought me good smoked and fried food (fish, octopus, potatoes...)
But Gamblin came to my "palace", worried.
"Torin, it's always good to see you... "
He settled down and smelled the aroma on my grill.
"You can help yourself, we just brought them in..."
Gamblin: "I don't see your wives..."
"Oh, they're with Esme teaching them women's stuff and Ragul is training Rubix... I dropped them off on the way..."
Gamblin: "Yes, we don't see you so much these days..."
"Yes, I have a lot to learn again. A dragon's life is very different and I have to relearn everything about hunting and ritual fighting. Also mom Valtrax is teaching me our history and culture and the differences with the virtues. But it's making my head spin.
I will never be a mage, a little but mostly a paladin. Well... that's the best part. A dragon paladin... I heal by imposing paws! hahaha!"
Gamblin sketched a smile but he still had me a little disappointed.
"You know, Torin, there isn't a day that I regret not having better judgment but there were also all the students to protect and the academy from those tormentors. I am indebted to you and I hope you can one day make amends."
I sighed, the pain still burning, "I don't blame you but I hope that in time I won't think about it anymore.", returning a smile to him.
"There's the Cocytus Keep and in the heart of it, there's a draconic shrine with the statue of Exodus. I'm sure there is a way to convert or activate that artifact. Translating it is one thing, but activating it is another. And it takes a powerful magician. Like Valtrax or Rubix. I don't have enough mana. It's made by dragons for dragons. Only Exodus could activate it." I'm sorry"
But stupid as I was, I didn't know how to lie...
Instead of looking defeated because there was no solution, I had a smile on my face.
"Ah. but that's great... I'm looking forward to trying.."
The problem was that I had my black beard and could already see myself in a nest or a giant bed with my wives... I was stuttering and shaking...
And luckily I had a loincloth.... My excitement was at its peak and steam was coming out of my nostrils."
My tail was swishing around the room and scraping the heavy stones. It was dangerous! But I didn't realize it.
Gamblin thought about this laughable and comical problem, but it was far from being so.
I was unknowingly losing my self-control and that's when I became dangerous.
He was talking to me but I was somewhere else, I was already in the nest with my wives in the secret cabin.
"Torin??? Torin???? "
I fell back to earth, sad of my disillusionment and started to cry...
"I I I can't think of anything else!!!! This is terrible...Master Gamblin..."
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Torin the dragon rider (TOME 12 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)
FantasyBritannia, a prosperous kingdom where life is good. The technology is not very advanced but some mages, alchemists and sages still manage to do wonders. In a small village, between mountains, farmers have been living in peace for several generation...