27.Feb.21, 06:58 PM
Well at least D'io wasn't the son of a rich man, that helped to set her mind just the tiniest bit more at ease, though she imagined the son of a healer wasn't exactly poor. That and it made more sense why he was so concerned when she was knocked over and why he'd help get her to the healer in the first place. Ferra relaxed ever so slightly, enough that she was leaning a little bit more against him to help with her limping long. "Maybe you can tell me more about the words when we get there, can you write at all? If... if I'm being too nosy or it's uncomfortable you don't have to. I'll just read and let you look at the words too."
Just not for the book she was currently holding. Ferra tilted her head when he offered to let her meet his dragon. "That sounds nice. I can read to him at the same time." She'd spent time with Halomirth, but not much with other dragons. She was curious how that would go, she didn't even know what color his dragon was! Once they got to the library and she very quickly and quietly returned the book, she looked for something she thought D'io and his dragon might appreciate, settling on a simple adventure story.
"Do you think this one will be fine? It's about a dragonrider fighting against felines in the jungle as he tries to survive in exile." Ferra had no idea if the story was real or not, though she suspected that it was a mix of truth and exciting embellishments to make the story more entertaining.
Just not for the book she was currently holding. Ferra tilted her head when he offered to let her meet his dragon. "That sounds nice. I can read to him at the same time." She'd spent time with Halomirth, but not much with other dragons. She was curious how that would go, she didn't even know what color his dragon was! Once they got to the library and she very quickly and quietly returned the book, she looked for something she thought D'io and his dragon might appreciate, settling on a simple adventure story.
"Do you think this one will be fine? It's about a dragonrider fighting against felines in the jungle as he tries to survive in exile." Ferra had no idea if the story was real or not, though she suspected that it was a mix of truth and exciting embellishments to make the story more entertaining.