"Idiot," Tonitrum grumbled, casting a disapproving glance at Canna.
A vein pulsed on Canna's forehead. He couldn't understand why the dragon was being so dismissive. "I just need to know if you have information about a place or maybe even a being that could help with landscaping," Canna insisted, trying to keep his frustration in check.
Tonitrum shook his head, his eyes filled with a mix of irritation and amusement. "You have the Codex, use it. Do your own research. If you disturb my slumber again for trivial matters, I'll make you sleep for a month," Tonitrum warned, his tone leaving no room for argument. With that, he settled back into his slumber.
