civilwarnovels Book 6: Chapter 163
Book 6: Chapter 163
Book 6: Chapter 163
Volearden frowned as he stared at the dragon tablet floating in front of his face. A whole day had passed, but Vur hadnt contacted him at all. Had something happened to his alleged great-grandson? Perhaps itd be best if Fern went to check up on Vur again; it was possible the dragon tablet sustained some sort of damage rendering it unusable. The frown on the dragons face deepened; though, an outsider wouldnt be able to tell due to the lack of lighting inside the cave.
Volearden glared at the dragon tablet and, through the movement of his eyes, sent a message to Fern. Not long after, a yellow dragons head poked into the dark cave. Did you really message me to come over? Im living in the cave right next to yours, Fern said. All you have to do is say my name, and Ill hear you; you dont even have to shout.
Sometimes you dont respond when I call you, so Im not sure if you heard me or not, Volearden said. This ways easier.
Fern sighed as he lay on his stomach and rested his head on his front legs. Alright, whats bothering you now?
Ive thought about it a lot, and Ive decided to send you to Vur, Volearden said.
Fern furrowed his brow. How about you think about it some more? he asked. I already delivered the dragon tablet for you. Im your advisor, not your arms and legs for the times youre too lazy to get out of bed.
That doesnt sound quite right, Volearden said. Dont you always do what I ask? Anyway, if I send you to Vur, and you become friends with him, you can put in a good word for me.
Youre already his great-grandfather, Fern said and squinted at Volearden. How much better of an impression does he need of you? The rumors about you circulating in the tower are quite flattering, so you dont have to worry about Vur being influenced by human perception either.
Vur turned his attention away from Malvie and followed Tafels finger. He nodded. It does look big, he said. Its the perfect size for a small snack. He nudged Tafels shoulder. Can you open a portal over there?
Tafel raised an eyebrow. I dont think I can, she said. Its showing us an image of the location, but the tablets not giving me any coordinates to work with. Maybe if I ask the person who designed it to display spatial coordinates as well, we could view places and portal to them from the safety of our home.
Vur glanced at the glass bottles on the ground and the three drunken women off to the side. Very safe, he said and nodded.
Hey! Malvie said. You cant tell him to ignore me just because Im drunk. Even though Im drunk, Im still making a lot of sense! If I hold Voleardens great-grandson hostage, I can improve the lives of the phoenixes in Great Canopy by ransoming him off.
Vur blinked and stared at the dragon tablet, ignoring Malvie. Someone else wants to be my friend, Vur said to Tafel. Maybe they heard you speaking and are here to give you coordinates.
Thats be a bit creepy, Tafel said, raising an eyebrow. Do you think dragons are using this tablet to watch us or eavesdrop on our conversations?
Definitely not, Malvie said, making her way over to Vur and Tafel with a bottle in her hands. Dragons love their privacy. If they found someone spying on them, theyd throw a huge tantrum. She placed her hand on her root bracelet, which had a different design than the ones on Tafels and Vurs wrists. A red monument that was half the size of the dragon tablet appeared on the ground outside the tree. Heres a phoenix tablet. With this, you can contact me even if were in different towers.
Oh, thank you, Tafel said and scratched her head.
Of course. Malvie placed her hands on her hips and nodded. Were practically family. Even if youre going to try to dethrone me, that doesnt mean we cant get along. She turned towards Vur and squinted at him. Her brow furrowed as she spoke. If Im practically related to Tafel, and if Tafels married to you, and if Volearden is your great-grandfather, then doesnt that mean Im sort of related to Volearden in a manner that isnt enemies?