It truly was a night full of surprises. The yo-yo rollercoaster of emotions I experienced that night was honestly hard to deal with. As a matter of fact, I was sowhat scared. I had the right to be. I was up against just one dragon in the desert. All of a sudden, I was surrounded by a horde of them.
If there was sobody in that village who didnt sleep at night and gazed at the sky, they wouldve been frightened. Perhaps the dragons in the surrounding area heard moms woeful cry. The dragons that had to split up into smaller groups were alerted and flew over here to Mom. They were searching for fellow dragons just as Mom searched for them. They mustve been very excited to see a dragon here.
Dragon Mom and I were surrounded in the centre. All of the dragons had different appearances. Mom was a black dragon with so brown. These dragons, on the other hand, were all silver dragons. Their scales shined underneath the moonlight, dazzling our eyes. The dragons had us surrounded. They lied down to curiously scan us. I could feel their hot breaths all around . The tension led to grabbing onto Moms arm.
Mom softly said, Dont be scared, Son.
I nodded and then looked at Moms face. Compared to , who was scared, Moms gaze was filled with joy and excitent. She gently cleared her throat. She then began to talk to the dragons in the hard to understand language that I hadnt heard in a long ti.
Hearing their language garnered cheerful cheers from the dragons. The excitedly exchanged eye contact with each other and then looked at Mom. The leader, who was the largest silver dragon, lowered its head to salute her. I thought the dragon was a venerated pure-blooded dragon as Mom is, but it spoke in a language that I was very familiar with.
Hello, pure-blooded dragon. It has been a long ti. I have not heard the dragon language in a long ti.
Why does thou not speak this language?!
Mom couldnt be blad for being startled. The dragon spoke in the elven language instead of the dragon language. Additionally, it was very fluent with the elven language. It was no wonder I easily understood it. Dragon Mom never expected her own kin to speak the elven language. The dragons were ridiculously proud of their culture. They communicated in the dragon language upon eting. As a dragon, speaking to those belonging to the sa race as yourself in another language was incomprehensible.
I can speak it, but my juniors do not understand it. The silver dragon responded in the difficult to understand language.
Dragon Mom jolted and then looked at the silver dragons behind her. I, too, hesitated for a mont. The silver dragon stated its juniors didnt understand the dragons archaic language, which ant that the group of dragons werent the dragons who were originally in the desert. Put another way, the dragons there were only children of the dragon races previous generation.
The silver dragon shook its body. It switched back to the elven language: We are the dragons who joined the elves back then. However, our husbands and families were exiled here, so we followed them here. It has been over a hundred years, hasnt it? Most of our families have passed away; hence, we had no choice but to regather and live on as dragons. It has been a very, very long ti since we have t a pure-blooded dragon besides ourselves. I heard the outside world state the dragon race has gone extinct.
Dragon Mom gave a slight nod, but then she shook her head. In a solemn tone, she replied, My race will never go extinct. My race still has . As long as I am alive, my race shall exist.
The silver dragon shook its head. Perhaps it was no longer interested in the dragon race, since it had assimilated into elven society and lived with its family ever since. Dragon Mom searched for fellow dragon kin due to loneliness. She wanted to prove that her dragon race still existed. She wanted to revive her race, but the silver dragon before her was clearly uninterested. The only thing the silver dragon was interested in was why a pure-blooded dragon visited the area. It, in fact, wasnt even willing to speak with Dragon Mom in the dragon language. Dragon Mom was the only one who spoke in the dragon language and voice she hadnt used for millenniums.
I guess Dragon Mom mustve felt disappointed. After all, she considered the dragons, who joined the elves, traitors, yet she was so lonely that seeing her own kin was enough for her to feel content.
You, too, are a pure-blooded dragon. How rare. My daughter has elven blood in her. I thought that there were no more pure-blooded dragons anymore. My na is Camille, Camille Mognas. These are my companions and family mbers.
I am Sylvanas.
Dragon Mom seed reluctant to give a self-introduction; nevertheless, the silver dragon didnt say anything. Instead, Camille scanned : So then, who are you, Young Man? I can see that you, too, have scales; however, I cannot sense the aura of a dragon from you.
Dragon Mom jumped in before I could respond and proudly declared, This is my son, Troy Galadriel Rosvenor. He is the King of this land.
Although she belittled dragons breeding with elves, Dragon Mom was imnsely proud of despite not being a dragon, so she pushed forward. I awkwardly smiled: Indeed, I dont qualify as a full-fledged dragon However, its true that my mom gave a second life.
The silver dragon narrowed her eyes and then muttered under its breath, Galadriel, Galadriel Is the Galadriel surna not the surna of the Elven King? Are you the wife of the Elven King?!
I did not know my husband was the Elven King. All I know is that he loved . Dragon Mom avoided the question.
Indeed, Dragon Mom isnt my fathers wife; she was just his mistress. Therefore, she had no ans of bragging. In saying that, her reply was enough to stun the dragons. The way they looked at imdiately changed. They looked at with respect.
Whats with these dragons? Theyre dragons. Do they consider themselves elves? I pondered.
Your Majesty, you also have dragon blood in you? I am surprise to hear that. Nevertheless, did you co specifically to look for us?
I nodded: Yes. My mom was looking for you. Its actually nothing important. She just wanted to see her dragon kin, thats all.
I see. It would be lonely to live as the only dragon, indeed. We feel the sa way. We got together, because we, too, felt lonely. Our lovers have all passed away. Consequently, we gathered together to start a new life. You have helped us out a lot with your visit this ti.
Dragon Mom froze, and so did I. I was confused. What did our visit help them with? Shouldnt it be they who have gave Mom a sense of belonging? In spite them not being pure-blooded dragons, they were dragons.
Its been rough on you to co here so late. We initially lived in this valley. It was a very beautiful valley, but it was destroyed by the flood. We now live in the forest in small groups. Were very careful so as to not let others see us. Back then, elves and anthropoids had so issues with each other. We dont think the anthropoids would be too happy to see us. Were now too weak to fight. Now that you are, nonetheless, I think we can soon revive our dragon race.
I didnt have the slightest clue as to what the dragon was talking about We had no plans to live in the area forever. I was worried Mom would choose to live with them, but it didnt look possible. The dragons were different to what Mom imagined. You could even say that she had a strong dislike for them.
Mom considered herself an esteed, pure-blooded dragon, proud and esteed descendant of the dragon race. The dragons, on the other hand, had literally forgotten their pride as a dragon. They had completely integrated into elven society and lived as elves. Dragon Mom looked down on such dragons. The dragons were the only kin she had left, though; hence, a difference in opinion on the matter wasnt important. Dragon Mom rely wanted to be with her dragon kin, see others spreading their wings next to her and flying with them. Mom was unlikely to live with the dragons. She was probably just going to live with them for so ti, as their existence has been confird.
I have no objections if the race can be revived. You have an idea?
Youre here now, right?!
The silver dragon casually looked at Mom, while Mom had no idea what she had done Frankly, neither did I. But nonetheless, I didnt want to see it, either. I guess we just had to wait for the silver dragon to make it explicit.
The silver dragon pivoted and said, Follow . I shall take you to our gathering spot. Everyone, co to my place after dawn. We are welcoming guests, so we need to prepare a reception for our guests.
The dragons nodded and then spread their wings to fly off in different directions. I watched horde of dragons fly off into the sky while feeling perplexed. A few minutes ago, there was only a lonely shadow and tears in the sky. However, there were finally the shadows of others.
Dragon Mom transford into a huge black dragon. After comparing her to the horde of dragons, I realised that Mom was slightly larger. Make that one size larger.
I climbed onto Moms back and tightly hanged on. Seeing as we were ready, the silver dragon took flight. Dragon Mom walked to the edge and, in a soft voice, warned , Son, be wary of these dragons.
Huh? Why? Mom, arent they the sa race as you?
Yes. Yes, they are the sa race as Mommy. They are, indeed, Dragons. However Dragon Mom suddenly extended her wings to blow up a large chunk of snow. Dragon Moms voice was slightly inaudible with the whistling of the wind, so I questioned if I actually heard her. She said, However They are all female dragons All of them are To them, though, you are the only male
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