ONE YEAR LATER
I was on a journey to give a message to the dwarves, whose fortress was in a patch of uncharted snowy mountains. Walking around in the cold, I thought about my summons? Invitation? To a meeting? Party? All I really knew was that Tibeon, the now grown-up Captain of the Guard, would be there. I wasn’t sure about him yet. Calling him a friend would be an overstatement, but I wasn’t enemies with him, oh no. Besides, I didn’t see him much. After all, I was just a messenger, with only the King and the elvish princess ambassador Terra Kesk giving me messages to deliver. Speaking of the elf, I thought she was nice, but she seemed – uncomfortable. Probably because she wasn’t used to all the humans around her. Naren was a real criminal now, but I didn’t mind. Although, she had also gotten political, and had opinions about Castle Rolk’s upper class that she didn’t regret saying. I chuckled to myself when movement caught my eye. It suddenly got very foggy and misty, and the mist was coming from a source, like smoke from fire. the source was an egg. I picked it up and stared at it in wonder. I didn’t know dragons lived up here. Normally they laid their eggs on dragon island. Well, maybe it was a special kind of dragon, and I picked it up and moved on. It was a very special dragon indeed.
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