Pardon the delays, hope you enjoy.

Louise walked back to the courtyard from Osmond's office, searching for Malygos and feeling a mix of pride and awkward unease. The pride being a sort of lingering pride, knowing that she had summoned a familiar impressive enough to require extra food and that he shared a trait with her own mother's familiar in size, if not quite to the same scale. The awkward unease being that same awkward unease of any kid spending their parent's money. She was certain they'd understand, probably even be proud, but that didn't cut down what could amount to the price of 2-4 cattle per day.

'Rule of Steel', she tried reminding herself to calm down, which only brought images of whose money she was spending. "Still," she thought, "No familiar of a Valliere will have to hunt like a common animal. Besides, nobody could call a rhyme dragon like that common,".

Louise would return to the courtyard just in time to witness a normal scene of familiars and masters socializing, Kirche and Flame with a small gaggle of boys and their familiars, Guiche obsessing over his mole, and Tabitha reading as always, leaned against her now sleeping wind dragon.

Malygos appeared to have been walking around the grounds, if the claw marks were anything to go by. Following them she found Malygos looking in through one of the academy's many windows.

Louise said/yelled, "Familiar, what are you looking at?"

Malygos said, "Oh, hello Mistress Louise," he stopped to lightly chuckle, "I was looking around the grounds and got caught up with looking into the library here."

Louise stopped and truly took perhaps the first time in the past 2 days to really wrap her mind around her familiar; exceptionally large, supposed to be near extinct due to hunting for their scales, and now it also has enough of an understanding of civilized life as to be able to identify a library.

"Brimir," Louise thought, "My familiar could only get more odd if they-"

"It's almost a shame," Malygos said, forcing Louise out of her reflection, "Had I known I might arrive in this sort of place, I would've tried to bring my reading glasses."

Louise blinked and thought "Could use magic... that is even weirder in its own way,"

She then said, "Familiar, did you say reading glasses?"

Malygos nodded, "Yes, my eyesight hasn't failed me, but your books are so small that it can be a touch challenging to read them without glasses. I suppose I might want to make a new pair if I can while I'm here. It's ultimately not too much a problem, luckily. Regardless, pardon me, do you require me for anything?"

Louise mentally shook herself and said, "It's been decided that from now on, your needs will be provided for you by the academy and the Valliere family, so you are not to hunt for anything."

Internally tucking away the need to cast Conjure Refresments/Food for now Malygos said, "Not that it should be my concern, but I cannot imagine that would be easy on your wealth, could it?"

Louise said, "The Valliere family is among the most noble families of all Tristain, how we spend our wealth is of no concern to a familiar, even one as... talkative as you."

Malygos said, "Yes, I see. Your mention of my necessities has reminded me that I have yet to eat since I've arrived. Might I seek out the staff for a meal, Mistress Louise" He lightly laughed again.

Every time he said 'Mistress Louise' it reminded her far too much of the tone her parents or elder sisters would take when she was much, much younger to play along with her when she pretended to be head of the house, like she didn't really have authority but it was too cute to tell her otherwise.

Louise sighed and said, "Yes, Familiar. Once you've finished I will be riding east to the nearest town and expect you to catch up."

Malygos then nodded once and flew off to circle around the academy and find the staff that took care for the familiars.

All the familiar involved staff, including Siesta, were currently located in a courtyard to the back of the academy.

Longueville was speaking to them as she read from some papers, "While for the most part the care of familiars will be standard, as you've already seen so far, there will be two unusual cases from this year, neither of which will be staying over break. The first will be a wind dragon, Sylphid, which will need slightly larger meals, as you have already met. The second exception is-"

Longueville's eyes began to look upwards as she paused and cleared her throat before continuing, "The second exception is an exceptionally large rhyme dragon, which appears to be descending on us from the west."

The staff that weren't already looking that way soon turned to see the dragon begin to land. Some of them were caught in his shadow, including the closest two, Siesta and Longueville. Their thoughts at Malygos could be roughly summarized as, "It reminds me of the stories father used to tell me," and "I nearly tried to risk taking that on," respectively.

Malygos then lowered his head and said, "I take it you are the food staff?"

Most of them froze briefly, even a few that tried to mentally prepare themselves for the dragon speaking, and a few who could've sworn it was calling them the food. "No, it couldn't be," they told themselves, "It's just imagined,".

Longueville was the first to speak, "Yes they are," she looked down at her papers, "Malygos, correct?"

Malygos said, "Yes, that is correct."

Longueville turned to them and said, "This is our second exception, The Rhyme Dragon Malygos. Abnormally large, the supposed father of three dragons, and clearly intelligent, who I believe specifically searched for us to provide something to eat. Am I correct?"

The corners of Malygos' mouth turned up slightly and he said, "I am feeling a touch peckish."

So while they were trying to scrape together enough food to provide him something on short notice, Louise was saddling one of the academy's smaller horses at the stables, when a particular Germanian had passed by,

"Where are you off to Louise? Are you not even spending the Day of the Void at the academy?" Kirche asked,

Louise said, "If you must know, Zerbst, I'm almost out of ink and paper, and even with how much better my familiar is compared to your salamander, buying my reagents will leave less collateral damage than sending my Rhyme Dragon."

"Oh," Kirche said, lightly frowning, "How boring, here I thought you might be doing something interesting, meeting a secret lover perhaps, but no, just shopping and not for anything interesting either."

"Unlike you," Louise said, "Most Tristainians have a sense of shame."

Later, Louise arrived in town, and began to look around for what she needed, having tied the Academy's horse at the stables. She had already learned that no ink was left and the next shipment would arrive in another two weeks, the date felt important but she couldn't remember why. She had managed to get some more of the common reagents at the least.

Walking about she overheard a commotion from an armory and, like a few others who were lingering, listened in briefly,

"Damn it!" A man's voice shouted, "That's the fifth time today you've driven away my customers! Why can't you ever learn to shut up for once!"

A silence that those outside could interpret as the other side responding, before the man continued, "No, Shut it! I'm sick of you ruining my business during the day and you never let me get any good sleep at night with your constant stream of nonsense! I swear to Brimir if you lose me so much as one more customer in the next month I am going to take you to the forge and beat your mouth shut so I can be done with it! I don't want to hear even a sound from you for a week!"

"Oh, Brimir," thought Louise, "That has to be the worst domestic dispute I could even consider possible, not even in one of Cattleya's drama books did it get this bad."

Even those who were still listening were muttering, "How abusive-""To his wife like that-" "Unmarried" "Maybe other family-" "A Kid?" "-has no kids-""Still terrible."

Louise stopped lingering, now taking some time to window shop. After a short while of looking around the market, not quite all the way through, she heard a small commotion as she walked out from a shop selling various teas, the one she got being for Cattleya, and she saw in the distance Malygos' head looming just barely over the buildings. It was only then she realized, she had forgotten the streets simply couldn't have enough room to accommodate the dragon. She scolded herself for that lapse in judgment and continued on her way. She would later return to the Academy with her previous purchases and a small amount of horse's hay while Malygos flew behind, generally scaring the excrement out of any would be bandits that may or may not have been there. To explain the hay, it wasn't required to get any feed for the horses borrowed from the academy, but it was generally seen as good form to do so.

"My apologies, Count Mott," Osmond said, "But I am afraid that for the next few years we will need every hand we can afford, so I can not allow you to buy any of our contracts."

"This is nonsense! Nothing has ever warranted this before, what does now?" Mott said.

Osmond simply got up, and walked to one of the windows in his office, this one overlooking the front of the school, beckoning Mott over. Once Mott had walked over, Osmond pointed through the window at Malygos in the distance and said, "That, Count Mott, is a rhyme dragon." Osmond held up a finger to stop Mott from interrupting, "It has also, whether intentionally or not, admitted to knowing multiple languages, being the patriarch of a family based social structure at least somewhat resembling ours, responds with amusement to their summoner's authority like an adult to a child, and was summoned by the youngest daughter of Karin 'The Heavy Wind' Valliere, the square class wind knight famous for her temperament and will."

As the distance shrunk and Malygos slowly kept growing larger Mott said, "Ah, my apologies for presuming Headmaster Osmond. I understand I must have appeared unreasonable, haven't I?"

Osmond shook his head and said, "You did not know, it is fine."

Mott said, "Still, I have taken up much of your valuable time, so I shall be taking my leave immediately. I wish you a good few years and the best of luck, headmaster."

Osmond said, "Thank you and pleasant travels Count Mott."

So, not much later that day, Count Mott made a 'Tactical Retreat' (See: Ran Away) to his land and had later decided the less contact he could manage with the Valliere's without losing much face, the better.

As Malygos flew back behind Louise, he couldn't help but smile inwardly to himself. He thought, "This provides me with so many chances to do research on the local magic, it feels a touch different than the magic of Azeroth. Of course, I have to wait given the obligations the magic that summoned me tied me to in the first place, but at the end of the day it's actually quite relaxing. The rest of the flight is smart enough to handle themselves while I'm gone, I had no urgent experiments that weren't also being done by at least four others in the flight, and my only real responsibilities here are to chaperone and assist one mortal mage. For only that I have easy access to an academy for mages, plenty of opportunities to mess with the mortals, and even have my food provided for me. Yes, this is a vacation in all respects. An earned break I'll tell myself."

Louise had later returned to her room in the academy, and found herself savoring the last of the day where she wouldn't have to go back to being the zero who can only blow things up, the last of the day where she was Louise, Rhyme Dragon Summoner, Mistress of one of the most impressive familiars short of Brimir's own.

Hello, been a while again, hopefully the kind of longer chapter is appreciated. To preemptively answer some questions, I decided he might have reading glasses because it probably would eventually get annoying to switch into a smaller humanoid form (Oh yeah, The Dragon Aspects actually do have those,) every time he wanted to read a mortal book. That and it seems like something pre-War of the Ancients Malygos, who seemed the most light hearted of the aspects at the time from my knowledge, might actually have.

As far as Malygos treating this like a vacation goes, well, imagine you normally have to look out for the entirety of your race and magic itself, while also constantly feeding your scientific curiosity. Now after this, all you have to do is simply look after a single mortal, for possibly 100 or so years, which to a being as old as a dragon aspect, isn't too much. Looking after said mortal of course would take just enough attention that he couldn't get to cheat himself and start experimental or heavy research early.

To put it basically, this is like when a friend sees you've been overworking yourself and makes you use your vacation days to go on a cruise and won't let you bring work with you, except the friend is the chaotic forces of raw magic, and the cruise is being summoned suddenly to serve a tiny little human.

Oh, and if any of you didn't quite get the reason Malygos gave as to why he's mostly going with this, possibly because you're from ZnT/FoZ side initially or don't quite know this part of the WoW lore, by 'Long Distance' Malygos suspected he was pulled from across the Planes of existence.

All this aside, thank you for reading, any and all feedback is appreciated, even just flat out insulting my lineage.

EDIT: Replaced create Food/Water with Conjure Refreshments/Food. Create was the D&D version, which I accidentally confused with conjure, the actual WoW version. It is fixed now