May Be Foul...But yet to be passionate.

Chapter Seventeen

Quickly want to say something, for all those who read this book months ago and is probably old reader(New readers could count too just in case), I'd like to say that I've fortunately have came back from school. (Finished my exams with good grades so my parents have been peaceful with me now.) 

I've come back to this book and had been reupdating everything because I found the way I wrote a bit very- cringe and it had terrible grammar. I ended up downloading Grammarly to help me with my grammar (Though I can't say it helps me that much, damn premium Grammarly.) So all the chapters from the beginning to here have been renewed and have a completely different writing style now. The same story concept happens except it's now written with more words and seems more understandable to read. 

So I hope this isn't a  big burden to you, but I recommend you all to reread the whole story to catch up on what happened. (Unless you're an absolutely new reader.) This chapter right now has been re-written and you can probably see all the changes. The next few chapters are being rewritten as well, hence why they're unpublished now. So don't worry if you think you lost count. But please, reread the whole book again if you don't mind old readers- I think it's better for you guys to recap on what happened- Thank you!

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Espresso was still around the base, in search of Clotted Cream. He manage to find the throne room, which revealed Clotted Cream sitting on his throne with his head tilted. As Espresso got closer to Clotted Cream, he noticed, Clotted Cream was asleep. The dragon tethers were awake though, they seemed to be watching or guarding the surroundings of the leader while he was asleep. Huh, Espresso glanced at Clotted Cream's face for a minute or two, had he ever seen the cookie asleep? No, he hasn't of course...Clotted Cream looked peaceful in his sleep, that was all Espresso could say about his state right now. 

One of the dragon tethers seem to finally notice Espresso's presence and slowly moved itself toward Espresso's hand. Espresso blinked slowly placing a hand on the dragon head, unsure what to say. The other dragon tether though took action and began nudging Clotted Cream's shoulder and Espresso just watched silently.

Clotted Cream seem to slowly wake up with a growl, blinking for a second at the feeling of someone touching his dragon head. With a sudden glare, the tether Espresso placed his hand on suddenly wrapped around his forearm tightly making Espresso gasp in the process, "Tell me, what made you comfortable and think you were granted access to touch what's mine? " He heard Clotted Cream's low and intimidating voice appear out of nowhere, Espresso quickly looked up at Clotted Cream's face with a nervous look. That wasn't a good ide- 

Espresso blinked as he watched Clotted Cream's expression change from glare to then pausing as he blinked, taking a second to process Espresso's face. Suddenly he smiled with ease, "Oh, Espresso!" Clotted Cream's mood suddenly changed and the grasp of the tether suddenly lightened, "Quite a pleasant day seeing you, how are you faring? Is there something you need to request?" 

Espresso blinked trying to process the other's change, his face from confusion and nervousness changing to what looked like an unimpressed frown, "Please, cut the malarkey, Sir." Espresso muttered with annoyance as he took his hand away from the tether and crossed his arms. Clotted Cream seem to smile in misery, eyes grimacing to an 'ouch' look, "As if you didn't just almost attempt to massacre me if you hadn't known who I was."

"...My greatest apologies for my misunderstanding, Espresso, I can often go--- for an immediate kill sometimes..." Clotted Cream apologized quietly, he glanced at his dragon tethers, who looked unfazed. They were giving him a 'Look before you do something' look. Clotted Cream can't tell if it's helpful or unsettling that they can apparently have emotions while they gave a what you would call 'advice.'