Gods.
It has been close to a day since I was given the difficult task, and I'm yet to see the so-called dragon king.
It seemed he heard of the plan, and had decided to hide for two days.
Wait until I get my hands on you, you stupid dragon!
I will tug on your hair so tight that you will have to beg me for forgiveness before I let you go!
“Palt!”
Gods.
I groaned before I turned to face Grog, who was the cause of my current predicament. Had he not hugged me back when I climbed on his body, it would have been better for me.
But, no.
He had to hold on to me and make things worse for me.
Argh.
I feel like tugging my hair off.
“I've been searching for you for a day now. Where were you?” He closed the distance between us and made to hug me, but I stepped back.
I'm yet to get myself out of the trouble he put me in, and he still wants to hug me.
