The solemn and tranquil space resonated in my senses. I felt hypersensitive at first but as time passed, I began to understood that the space was so plain and vast, and like it was deliberately seeping into my head.
As I began to understand this concept I saw common sense in the reason why he warned me not to let anyone into my dragon heart. Because being in his felt like a slight mistouch and everything could crumbling down.
This was a delicate place and he didn't think twice about bringing me here.
'...maybe he really is serious about reconciling with Ardor'
'Don't be fooled by that sly fool'
Ardor's rejection tone rang within my chest and resonated to my head.
"Focus. I don't know what your dragon authority is. But seeing how you created a dryad I have a guess. And I honestly pray it is not my guess."
"What is the guess?"
I inquired on a whim.
"Please don't ask me."
