Abel had been feeling good ever since he returned from the Dark World in the morning. He also brought back some fruit from Blood Moor and gave them to his puppet chefs to make a fruit salad for breakfast.
He even took out a few more bottles of wine for the 8 dragons.
Normally, he would only take out one bottle, but the dragons would not ask for more because they knew how valuable they were.
"Brother Abel, something good happened? Gold Dragon Kemble asked as he took a sip of wine and took a bite of the salad.
"What gave you that idea?" Abel looked around and replied.
"Haha, blue dragon Abel, anyone can tell by looking at the breakfast!" Black Dragon Prague laughed as he pointed at the food and wine.
"Prague, so do you prefer a simpler food?" Abel asked.
All of a sudden, eyes turned towards Black Dragon Prague, especially his wife. Since she was pregnant, she has been very moody lately.
