As a dragon, I find this romantic as fuck AADIFTRAF

He Came, He Saw, He Left pt.2

After Kassvin turned back into how his body was originally, he was determined to recover his shape shifting ability. He began with small steps, as he was advised by Ewelein, so he stood in front of the mirror and tried to grow his armhair a little longer. It went pretty well, he doesn't remember much, but he knows what he's doing.

He pinched the hair and pulled, the strand grew longer and longer. All those years in the academy were worth it. He twisted it around his index finger and reabsorbed it into his body.

Perfect, now something more complicated.

He put his hands on his chest and reabsorbed his breasts. Finally... He's a little more free.

He might have skipped a few steps, but can you blame him? Binders hurt so much, he didn't want to do that again.

He looked at his abdomen. Should he? If he messes that up he would die... He's all alone.

Either way, he's absolutely sure that he's ready to leave. He broke Britneigh in, got her a nice saddle and Valkyon is perfectly recovered and Nevra looks like he's ready for an attempted murder charge so he's not too keen on staying.

He convinced Valkyon to finish the floor, or more accurately Valkyon convinced him that he can't fix it and hired a professional to do it. Kassvin might be gay, but he's not a woodworker lesbian, he has too much confidence.

He knows that his errands are in good hands.

Tomorrow... He'll leave tomorrow.

...

He gave the keys to his house to Valkyon, he basically lives here after all. He also gave Karuto as many of his recipes as he could, and he graciously quit his job as an instructor. Judging by the fact that nobody asked him about it, Lirin hadn't told the guard yet. That gives him more time....

He didn't wake Valkyon when he got up in the early morning, he slept right through it as usual. Kassvin made some omelet for him. He was ready to leave within an hour. That coat he had requested came in handy in this weather, along with the socks and hat he knitted a few days ago.

He stood in front of the door, he doesn't want to just leave his rotreá.... The bed creaked, fuck...

"Kassvin? You made breakfast?"

"Yeah... Go get some." The silver menace stomped his way down the hall and stopped before the staircase. "Good morning skríé."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to stay with your brother for a while. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

"Oh. That's a'ight."

"You're not angry?"

"No, if I could, I would too."

"...." Kassvin looked at his feet, crossing his arms. Valkyon descended the steps and hugged his human. Kassvin hugged back. "You better grow your hair back by the time I come back."

"You're comin back?"

"Crystal's still not gone."

"I see. I can try breaking it again."

"You're absolutely not doing that again! Go eat, it's getting cold by the second!" He pushed his dragon away and picked his backpack up. Valkyon grabbed him by the shoulder and kissed him.

"Don't die. I don't trust you to not get hurt even a little bit."

"It's okay. I'll be alright." He opened the door and left. He could feel his heart getting lighter. So, his journey begins...

...

The hooves of his noble steed hit the ground and kicked the dirt up. He felt the wind on his face and he felt so much like he was home.