Oh, my dear, you wound me," said Travis, feigning hurt. "I only want to offer you the hospitality you deserve.""You want to take over my island and turn it into your personal playground," said Miss Fee, not falling for his act. "You must be new to this whole 'deception' thing," he said, his tone laced with sarcasm. "You don't come to the god of deception to ask for help. You come to him to get what you want - and be prepared to pay the price."Miss Fee glared at him, her fists clenched at her sides. "We're not here to play games," she said, her voice low and dangerous. "We need your help, and we'll do whatever it takes to get it."Travis sat back in his chair, his expression smug. "Oh, now this is getting interesting," he said, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Tell me more about what you want. And then, maybe, we can talk about what it might cost you.""Defeat Draven?!" Travis sounded incredulous, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Are you out of your minds? No one can defeat
As Melchior sat astride the dragon, he couldn't help but notice how close Miss Fee and Travis were. The way they sat together, with Miss Fee in front and Travis behind her, was almost intimate. He felt a pang of jealousy, mixed with a surge of protectiveness. He didn't want to see Miss Fee hurt, and he knew that if anything happened to her, he would never forgive himself. And if anyone was responsible for that hurt, he would make them pay.These thoughts filled his mind as they soared through the sky, and he tried to push them away. But they kept coming back.Miss Fee approached New Arcadia, and she couldn't help but notice Travis standing by, his hand raised in a wave. She knew that accepting a hand up from him was against her independent spirit, but after a long day of riding, it was a welcome gesture. And if she was honest with herself, she had to admit that she was curious about this enigmatic trickster. She may not trust him, but she couldn't deny that he intrigued her. "What ar
Elliott turned to Spike, who was looking at him with a knowing smile. "What have I done?" he asked, his voice full of despair.Spike placed a hand on his shoulder. "Give her some time," he said, his voice reassuring. "She's just feeling a little overwhelmed. She'll come around."Elliott stood there, his feet rooted to the ground, unable to move or speak. The sight of Robin in tears had struck a chord deep within him, leaving him feeling powerless and overwhelmed. He knew that she had given up so much to be with him, and now he had seemingly rejected her. He couldn't bear the thought of causing her such pain, but he didn't know how to make things right. It was as if he had been struck dumb, unable to form a single word or even a coherent thought.Elliott tentatively approached Robin, who was seated by the riverbank, her eyes fixed on the water as it gently rippled past. The sun was setting, casting long shadows over the scene, and a gentle breeze rustled through the nearby trees. Ellio
It was all thanks to you, Elliott," Mona gushed, her voice filled with gratitude. "You helped us reclaim our homes and saved us from a life of wandering. You even helped bring the dragons back!"Elliott shifted uncomfortably, not knowing how to respond. He wanted to change the subject, but Mona continued on, oblivious to his discomfort."You're even on good terms with Finn, the dragon tamer," Mona went on. "You're like a hero to us!"Elliott cleared his throat, his cheeks flushed. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't used to being praised so effusively, and he wasn't sure how to respond. So, he simply said, "Mona, please...it's really not necessary to say all this.""But it is!" Mona insisted, her eyes shining with admiration. "You've done so much for us, and I just wanted to express my gratitude. I know that Robin is lucky to have you as her partner."Elliott's eyes widened at this, and he began to stammer. "I-I...thank you, Mona. That's very kind of you."Mona continued to sing Ell
As Elliott sobbed in Robin's arms, he felt a mix of emotions: shame, relief, and determination. Shame at having allowed his emotions to get the best of him, relief at finally being able to let them out, and determination to make things right with Robin. He knew that their relationship was worth fighting for, and he was ready to do whatever it took to make it work.He pulled away from Robin's embrace and looked into her eyes, a new resolve shining through. "I'm sorry," he said. "I know I've been difficult, but I'm ready to try to do better."Elliott wiped his eyes and sat up, turning to face Robin. "I'm sorry for running off like that," he said. "I know it was a coward's move, and I promise I'll try to be better.""That's all I ask," Robin said, a soft smile on her face. "We all make mistakes, but it's what we do next that counts."Elliott took a deep breath and nodded. "I know."Elliott knew he had to make things right, and he knew exactly where to start. He went to the royal library,
Aviva regarded the dwarf with a haughty expression, her eyes cold and aloof. "I'm here to see the dragons," she announced, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.The dwarf rolled his eyes. "Yeah, and why should I let you do that?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "You some kind of dragon expert?"Aviva laughed, a scornful sound that made the dwarf's blood boil. "Hardly," she said. "I'm a goddess, you fool. And I demand to be treated with respect."The dwarf's face turned red with anger. He didn't take kindly to being called a fool, especially by some snooty goddess who thought she was better than everyone else. "And who says I have to respect you?" he asked, his voice rising in volume. "What makes you so special?"Aviva glared at the dwarf, her eyes blazing with a divine light. "I am the goddess of the sun, you miserable little man," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "My power dwarfs yours, and you would do well to remember that."Finn had had enough. "F
Dean remained silent, his thoughts whirling as he pondered his own fate. He had never meant to offend the sun goddess, but he knew that his words had been rash and disrespectful. Now, he had to face the possibility of being punished for his actions, and he wasn't sure what that punishment might entail.In the silence of the castle, it was the sound of Dean's heart pounding that was the loudest. He looked around, his eyes darting from one person to the next, wondering who might speak up first. But no one did. The tension was thick, and no one wanted to be the one to break it.Aviva's smile was tinged with sadness as she greeted the group, her eyes betraying the turmoil she felt inside. Markus, ever the gentleman, approached her with a warm handshake, his welcoming demeanor a much-needed comfort in that moment."It's a pleasure to meet you," he said, his voice full of sincerity. Aviva blushed, a bit flustered by his kindness. "The pleasure is all mine," she said, her voice a bit shaky.
"Thank you for being so understanding," she said, her voice still a bit shaky. "I know I wasn't my best self out there." She gestured towards the door, where she and Finn had had their confrontation."We all have our moments," Markus said, giving her a kind smile. "But you're still welcome here, and we're glad to have you."Aviva's eyes welled up with tears, and she quickly blinked them away. "Thank you, truly," she said, her voice full of emotion."My friends," Aviva began, her voice echoing in the great hall, "I have gathered you here today to discuss a matter of great importance. The safety of our lands depends on it."Talia, the goddess of hunting, crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, her expression skeptical. "What is it that you wish to discuss, your grace?" she asked, her voice dripping with condescension."I wish to speak of the beast hunters," Aviva said, her gaze shifting between the faces of those gathered around the table. "They are, without a doubt, the most lege