Oli turned toward his master, who nodded with a cheeky grin.
"I… won't deny that I'm a special case, according to Eeole," Oli remarked. "Rejecting that would only make me come off as stupid and dishonest.
"But none of that changes the fact that I'm sorry for what happened to your daughter–"
"Don't you dare apologize."
That stern, heart-stirring tone pierced through Oli's thoughts, destroying all potential responses that Oli had hastily slapped together.
Uutrai tapped his fingers to the floor. Zelsh swapped to a cross-legged position and smacked his pupil till Oli did the same.
The dragon lord brought his hands together and rested them on his lap. "There is no need for you to apologize to me or anyone within my clan. That goes without saying, regardless of whatever claims some might make.
