[Episode 183336] [Episode 183336]A mist billowed up out of nowhere, and under its gentle cover, the two dragons landed on the forested shore. The silver with a most graceful glide, and the bronze with a stumbling thud.
“Brahma, dear,” Aesthyrondalarurai observed without looking back, “you aren’t trailing claw prints in the sand, are you now?”
“Er, no,” the adopted bronze replied and hastily backed up to wipe them out with his tail. “Of course not, Mamma.”
“That’s a good boy,” his mother lectured. “We can’t be leaving behind any evidence of our passing. This landing was carefully chosen to be well away from the main hunting trails, but you can never tell when a surprise might spring out at you.”
“Rahre!” cried a shadowy figure as it sprang out of the shadows on cue. It landed on Brahma’s back to began to chew. “Num num nummy num num!”
Brahma arched his neck and peered back with a glare. “Do you mind, Tarre? I’m attached to those scales.” Then he doubled his takings. “Tarre?”
“Don’t chew your brother, Dear,” Aesthyrondalarurai chided automatically, “you never know where he’s been.”
“But he’s so tasty!” the little black bundle of trouble pleaded. “Num. Salty.”
“Oh, Tarre!” Aesthyrondalarurai smiled indulgently, then turned serious. “Now, what on Roche do you think you doing following us here, young lady?”
“You said I couldn’t come wit’ you, Mamma,” Tarre said proudly. “But my wings ‘ve grown all strong and stuff now, see! See!”
“Tarre, I mean you weren’t allowed to come with us,” Aesthyrondalarurai explained, “not that you couldn’t do it. Although I am surprised that you could, that’s not the point.”
“Ohhhh!” drawled the youngest dragon exclaimed with dawning understanding. “Why not, Momma?”
“Well for one thing, Dear, you can’t disguise yourself. And this time, I do mean that you cannot do it.”
“Oh, pish tosh, that’s nothing to worry about, Aesthy-dear,” a voice boomed out, and a copper toned body loomed out of the mist after it.
“Galanthyr!” the silver dragoness moaned. “I should have know. How are you involved in this?”
“Well, I saw young Tarre sneaking off over the horizon, and I thought I’d best keep an eye on her, since old Kashmir wasn’t up to the job.”
“Didn’t it occur to you to just stop her?”
“Well… no,” Galanthyr blinked as though the very thought had only just occurred to him. “Not really. Anyway, I’m sure she would have just snuck off and tried again.”
“I see,” Aesthyrondalarurai tone glazed icicles down Galanthyr spine. “She has learned from the best, after all.”
“Why of cou- er, whatever do you mean, Aesthy-dear,” Galanthyr responded with quick innocence as he shivered. There weren’t many things that could frighten a dragon, but an angry mother certainly was one of them.
“Never mind,” Aesthyrondalarurai glared. “Well, we’ll just have to all go back now. No two ways about it.”
“Awe, Mom!” the little bronze dragon complained.
“Sorry, Brahma, but I’m not going to trust ‘Gadabout’ to take Tarre back on her own.”
“Awe, can’t I stay, Momma?” the baby black complained as she peered out at all the interesting things shrouded in the mist.
“There’s no need to be hasty, Aesthy-dear,” the copper dragon replied as he rummaged around a haversack tied to his wrist, “you are expected at the elven moot after all, and I have the very thing. Just a tick.”
“Just what are you up to, now?” Aesthyrondalarurai demanded.
“Whatever makes you think I’m up to anything?” Galanthyr replied in a wounded tone.
“Galanthyr, I know you,” the silver dragon accused. “I really wish I didn’t, but I do. All … too … well.”
“You wound me to the quick,” Galanthyr protested. “Here I am about to do you an enormous favour, only to have you accuse me of-”
“Galanthyr!”
“Ahem, well the problem here is simply that young Tarre cannot disguise herself. Well now, I have just happen to have the trinket to do it for her, uhm, somewhere in here. Ah, here it is!”
“‘Just happen’,” Aesthyrondalarurai repeated. “I see. And do you just happen to have a reason why poor Kashmir isn’t worried sick about misplacing my daughter?”
“Ah, well, now. I just may have left a message that you sort of decided to take her with you after all. Look now, Aesthy-dear, everyone knows how much you fretted about leaving the tyke behind and well …”
“I see,” Aesthyrondalarurai repeated coolly. “Very well. Let’s see what your talisman can do.”
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