Little Tiamat observed the restaurant with a tinge of coldness alongside a narrowed gaze. Her eyes scrutinized every nook and cranny of the establishnt before finding her ntor and her fellow peers. She visibly relaxed as she calmly waved at them and headed towards their direction. Althea rely smiled while Isabelle lightly chuckled. On other hand, Arden was busy tackling a nonexistent problem.
Navigating through the crowd of custors and waiters, Tiamat arrived in front of the group of three. Without a tinge of hesitation or delay, the little dragon sat beside the elven mage and picked up a nu of her own. "I hope that I wasn't too late." She muttered under her distant breath, which made Isabelle chuckle further. Her little junior wholly reminded her of Althea.
"We just arrived, so you weren't too late." Althea responded with indifference and finally picked an order. Ringing a bell on the table, the waitress finally stood beside them holding a note. She smiled at them and asked. "How may I help you? Have you picked your orders in the nu?" The elven mage nodded and began stating her order. Isabelle did the sa, while Arden only ordered a drink.
Tiamat picked the sa orders as her ntor since the elven mage appeared to be a glutton than expected. Although, Althea didn't have the stomach of a dragon. It was as though food disappeared in her stomach, perhaps it was to be expected from the Mythical Mage who had lived for thousands of years within the primordial world. The sole reason why Tiamat accepted her ntor's invitation.
The waitress noted their orders and lightly bowed at them before returning to the counter. Afterward, Althea turned her attention towards the youngest of her apprentices. It was the first she had accepted an apprentice that was rely over a year old. Dragons really were strange entities. It was no wonder the Gods had hunted them in extinction during the Era of Myths.
"So, Tiamat... For soone of your capabilities to be late, sothing must have occurred?" Althea questioned the little dragon, curious about her reasons. Isabelle was also sowhat interested about it. After all, Tiamat was a dragon despite being only a new born. She had already demonstrated her discipline and never showed up even a mont late.
While the two wondered about the reasons of the little dragon, Arden was still busy about whatever strange thoughts were being conjured inside his mind. He seed more interested about his fantasies than the reality in front of him. Though, none of them cared and simply ignored his rambles as though he didn't exist before their eyes.
Tiamat raised her eyebrows as her little legs dangled from the seat. Pulling a strand over her ear, she answered with a straightforward tone. "Hmm... I guess I was late because of my aunties taking their ti with when I was about to leave the house. I heard from my mom that they will be living with us. It seems to be her suggestion, after all, I could see the horror from my father's face."
"I see... It seems that Abraham is tackling a significant and troubleso problem called handling won. I must say. I have heard those with authority complain about the intricacies of tackling a group of won." Althea nodded in understanding as though it was natural, which wasn't wrong. Throughout the thousand years she have wandered along the continent, rulers tend to bend knee to their wives. It was a peculiar phenona.
There was one philosopher who tacked the problem, but stopped the researched after marrying. His answer to the question, Why? It was fairly simple. The answer was two words. Love and Marriage. According to him, it brought about a realization of the world's truth. Such thing occurred over a thousand years ago. Perhaps, it hasn't change no matter how much eras went by.
"We can only hope for the better as Abraham must tackle this challenge alone." Althea sighed to herself while Isabelle tilted her head in confusion. The words of Tiamat confused her, but her ntor's response threw her off. However, before she could question it, the elven mage gazed at the little lizard again and asked an important question. "How far are you in your studies, Tiamat?"
Tiamat was a bit perplex about why her ntor asked such a question, but it wasn't sothing that was difficult to answer. Without a tinge of hesitance, the little dragon answered the elven mage with a sowhat tilted head. She placed her hand beneath her lips and smiled. "I have completed the basics of magicraft, and I'm delving the second-class theory of elents."
"It is interesting that elents interact the mana that surrounds us. Most importantly, these elents are even conceptualize such as emotions or intelligence. This bring about change that may be deem as natural for those who cannot see the inner workings of nature." Tiamat continued her answer, giving her opinion about what she had learned from her ntor.
"Good, it seems that you are progressing well in your studies. It seems that it is ti to introduce you to your first elental spells. Are you ready?" Althea nodded in satisfaction and aloofly stated. Although Tiamat was a bit baffled, she wasn't soone to back down from a challenge no matter how peculiar it may be. "I'm good to go, Miss Althea."
"Alright, do you still rember the elents you have discovered?" The elven mage questioned, to which the little girl confidently answered. "Yes, it was the Sun, the Authority, and the Twilight. What kind of spell will you give , Miss Althea? I hope it would be an interesting one." Even though she had contained herself, there was a bit of excitent emanating from the little dragon's eyes.
Just from the sight alone, no one would want to disappoint the little dragon. At any rate, the elven mage blankly snickered and raised her hand into a thumbs up. "You'll be given an interesting spell. The perfect one for soone like you, and it should be the easiest to learn compared to the others." Althea was confident about her gift.
Tiamat calmly nodded with a blaze of excitent surging to her heart. Though, outwardly, she remained calm. Isabelle who observed the youngest apprentice felt a bit proud. After all, she rembered the ti when she was about to receive her first spell from Althea. She was excited during that ti and couldn't contain herself. Because of that, she couldn't sleep and had to delay the study of the spell.
After a mont of silence, Tiamat finally opened her supple lips and unveiled the spell that she would be teaching towards her youngest apprentice. "I have been observing you this past few months, Tiamat. I understand that you desire the effectiveness of an action instead of desiring for sothing flashy and beautiful. So, I'll give you the spell you wish to obtain."
"The spell is called Hegemony. It is an engraved spell that could be activated but deactivated. It wouldn't reveal a domineering magic circle, but those who have lesser mana than you would be force to kneel without being able to lift their heads up. Unless they retain a will greater than yourself. Authority is the easiest to learn amongst your elents."
"It isn't highly unstable and can be controlled through various activation that doesn't blow up an entire area in re seconds. Are you interested?" The elven mage gazed at the eyes of the little dragon, whose pupils flickered with calculations and thoughts. There was no doubt that she was deeply thinking about it, which was a trait that Althea craved from her apprentices.
To Tiamat, it was a powerful spell that didn't bring about explosions or burnt bodies. As long as she could crush anyone and anything that was considered to be an adversary, it was enough. But for her, it would be better of it didn't result in a mangled corpse that none would be able to recognize. This didn't co from morality, but her inherent thirst for spotless solutions.
It didn't take long for her to received the response she wanted. Tiamat gazed at Althea and responded with a tinge of calm determination. "I am honored to learn the spell, Miss Althea." Her words resounded, making Althea smirked and nod at her. The elven mage patted her head and muttered. "I will start teaching you tomorrow."
"You really are amazing, Tiamat. I sotis forgot that you are only over a year old. You remind of a 10-year-old girl." Althea ruffled the hair of the little dragon, who could only sigh in surrender. Isabelle lightly clapped and remarked. "Congratulations, Tiamat. I will be looking forward to you conjuring that spell."
"I will do my best, Senior." Tiamat nodded and had long resolved herself to learn the spell with utmost of her capability. It was ti to grow and perhaps later, she would be able to stand beside her father and mother, protecting the United World Governnt together. A dream she wished to accomplish no matter what. An aspiration for the future.
Before the three could continue their conversation, their al finally arrived on their table. The plates that belonged to Althea and Tiamat outnumbered Isabelle's and Arden's plates by 4-to-1. Although Isabelle could understand her ntor's bottomless stomach, it was difficult to get used to an even small girl such as Tiamat devouring the als with remarkable ease.
'A dragon and an elf... What even are their stomachs made of?' While sipping her drink, Isabelle couldn't help but think to herself while observing the two in front of her.
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