Now that Caldor and Idriseth are together, everything seems to be going right for once. Cal is still bitter and angry after what happened to his guildmates, but he tries to put it all aside, move on, and focus on the new life path that's in front of...
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Caldor tried to keep his glares to himself as he did his best to wrap cloth that used to be a tunic around Idri's already half-healed wounds. It didn't matter that Idri had assured him a dozen times that he would be perfectly fine within a day or two, or that the fact that he was wearing his robes again made him look like his old, strong self. It still made Cal furious when he saw what Augerill had done to him.
Augerill....
They'd not had time to talk about what had happened yet. Idri had landed near a forest not too far from the castle, which was also thankfully fairly close to a village, which was where Kyra had gone to get something to dress Idri's wounds.
Caldor had wanted to go instead, but he couldn't bear the thought of leaving Idri right now with how tired and in pain he was, so they'd just sat together with Cal holding Idri's hand in silence.
But now they were all together again, which meant that they needed to talk. And there was a lot to talk about. Caldor wasn't even sure where to start. Thankfully, Kyra took it on herself to start the conversation.
"What...happened?" she asked as she handed Idri a full waterskin. Cal watched the dragon with concern as he gulped down half the water before answering.
"Augerill is a half-dragon." Idri shook his head, subtly squeezing himself closer to Caldor. Despite his shock and confusion, Cal in turn put an arm around the dragon's shoulders, kissing his temple before saying anything.
"I thought that was impossible." Idri had said something like that to him, hadn't he? Not that Cal was an expert at dragon reproduction. Nor did he want to be one.
"It is," Idri replied. There was a bite to his tone. "It shouldn't be possible. I don't understand."
The way Idri's voice turned upset made Cal hug him tighter. The dragon looked so confused and borderline distressed by the fact that he didn't know what was going on that it kicked in Cal's protective instincts.
"But the evidence is undeniable." With that Idri went silent, putting on his brooding thinking face as he pulled his wings around him and Caldor like a blanket. A tense silence filled the air as all three of them pondered what this meant.
If Augerill really was part dragon, then that made him infinitely more dangerous than Caldor had ever thought. There was no telling what he might do, and his interest in Idri made Cal more than a little worried.
"Thank you for rescuing me," Idri said, looking briefly at Cal before turning his gaze to Kyra. "For rescuing both of us. If you hadn't, Augerill would learn how to use magic, and while he does have my spellbook, that is still preferable to the alternative."
Cal grimaced, remembering that Idri had gotten his spellbook stolen again. But there had been nothing they could have done to get it back. Idri was right, though—it could have been much worse. Though Idri bringing attention to Kyra saving him did bring up a few questions.
