"Wow, it's gigantic! I never even imagined I'd ever be in a castle!" Corrin looked around, taking note of the plethora of different people, from the colorful nobles to the shining knights and solders all moving around in the gigantic entry hall. Beautiful tapestries and gleaming suits of armor adorned the room even as light drifted down through luxurious stained glass windows. "It's like we're in a storybook!"

Anankos chuckled. "Try to calm down Corrin. I know you're excited, but you have to try and stay composed. As you said, we are in a castle, and in addition we're guests."

"I'll try." Corrin said in wonder.

The elder dragon leaned down and whispered into his son's ear. "Don't worry, we can discuss everything at length when we get home."

"Hey dad, are there really no floating islands in this world?" Lilith asked nervously, glancing out a nearby window and over at the surrounding landscape. From the look on her face, Anankos could tell the different landscape was bothering her more than a little.

"I'm afraid so Lily."

Lilith shivered. "That's so weird. Does that mean there are no waterfalls either?"

"Well there are, but they are just a lot smaller." Anankos looked up as a knight in blue and silver armor approached the group. "Ah, I assume you're our escort?"

"Yes. I apologize for the wait. We had a slight diplomatic emergency late last night." The knight's eye seemed to twitch for a second as he mentioned the event. He shook his head. "Anyways, my name is Frederick. I am the knight captain as well as the steward of this castle. It is my responsibility to escort you to the courtyard for your meeting with the Voice. Please, follow me." The man abruptly turned on his heels and led the trio dawn the regal halls towards what Anankos assumed was a courtyard. "The grandmaster sends his apologies, but he's currently preoccupied with the, eh, cleanup."

"That's fine; I'm actually just dropping off the kids for a playdate before I visit his mother in law."

"Ah, of course." Fredrick replied automatically. Then just what Anankos had said seemed to register and he shot him a piercing glare. "I must ask you to guard your tongue. You may be a guest of the grandmaster and the Voice, but I would advise you not to go around telling such lies. Here in Ylisse we value honesty quite highly."

Anankos was about to lie and apologize for his 'deception' when Corrin and Lilith jumped into action.

"Hey! My dad is not a liar you big meanie!" Corrin shouted, glaring at the knight more than twice his size. "I don't care how shiny your armor is, you can't talk to my dad like that!"

Lilith balled her fists as she backed up her brother. "Ya! The only time he ever lied was when he told mom we did wait until after dinner for desert!"

"Kids, kids, I thought we agreed never to talk about that. Let's just calm down, alright?" Anankos said hastily, trying hard not laugh at the zealotry of their defense. "I'm sorry Sir Frederick, they're at that age. You understand, I'm sure."

"I- um, yes. O-of course." Frederick mumbled, looking at the two red-faced children in confusion. And as funny as it was to watch a veteran night reduced to speechlessness by a couple children, Anankos made a mental note to try and teach Corrin and Lilith some of the finer points of etiquette when they got home. Like not yelling at knights for example. Heavens forbid they come before royalty without knowing at least that much

The group walked in silence until the hallway opened up into an expansive garden. Looking ahead, Anankos could see a beautiful woman with long, green hair tied back in a ponytail and vibrant emerald eyes sitting on a bench watching two children play among the various bushes and flowers. Looking up as they approached, the woman rose and smiled warmly at them. "Thank you for bringing them Frederick." Her voice was dignified, yet it also gave the slightest sensation that she had only just woken up recently.

"It was my pleasure, milady." Frederick responded, bowing his head in respect. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must take my leave." He sighed. "We still have quite a bit of work to do upstairs."

The woman winced. "Of course." Looking at the three silent dragons, her expression grew slightly nervous and she bowed rigidly. "It has been quite a while Lord Anankos. I'm afraid I can't even remember the last time we spoke."

"I can. You were almost as young as Corrin and Lily." Anankos chuckled softly. "And please, Tiki, there's no need to bow or bother with honorifics, I've come here to ask your mother for help after all." He paused and pointed back at Frederick, lowering his voice to a whisper, "I do have to ask, what happened that has everyone here in a tailspin?"

"Oh that," Tiki sighed, visibly relaxing at his familiarity as she did. "One of our mages was preparing a surprise for the yearly festival celebrating victory over Grima. There was a bit of an accident. Something about self-replicating Risen puppets for the play. My husband and the rest of our mages are currently trying to clean up the mess to little avail."

Anankos frowned. He had never been fond of the fell dragon. Whereas the majority of the manakete tribes had embraced Naga's advice to utilize the dragonstones and thus avoid degeneration, Grima had embraced the change, claiming it was their divine right to rule over the fangless masses. It was an idiotic idea, and Anankos had told the fell dragon as much. He… hadn't taken it well. Yet the memory of the angry, but idealistic orphan of the Fell tribe still stung. Grima may have been a fool, but he hardly deserved to have his death celebrated. He would be taking this up with Naga. "Do you need my help?"

"I doubt it." Tiki answered with a smile. "It's not like they're dangerous. They just run around the castle knocking things down. The children were making a game of chasing them this morning.

Anankos nodded. "Then I'll be off. You too be good."

"Okay dad!"

"You have a good time!"

She turned to the two children, kneeling down so she would be at their level. "Hello there. You must be Corrin and Lilith. I've heard so much about you."

"H-hello." Lilith muttered, staring down at her feet. Her eyes kept dashing towards her brother, as if to check and see if it would be possible for her to hide behind him fast enough so that no one would notice her disappearance.

"Hi." Corrin added happily. "Your ears are pointy, does that mean you're like us?"

Tiki laughed softly. "In a way. I am a manakete, like you. But whereas you are of the Silent, I am of the Divine tribe."

"Oh. Does that mean you can't transform?" Corrin asked, confused.

She chuckled. "Oh no, I can definitely transform," She got up and smiled. As can my children. Speaking of which, Morgan, Mark! Come over here and say hello to our guests."

The two green haired children jumped at the summons, leaving their stack of books and running to their mother. They were both about the same height as Corrin and shared their mother's bright green hair. The boy's was kept combed and neat while the girl's was a couple inches longer and left more to its own devices. Both of them wore tailored clothes the same reddish pink as their mother's.

"Hey mother!" The girl, Corrin figured she must have been Morgan, said. She cracked a half smile and looked at the two Silent dragons curiously. "Who're they? I've never seen them around the castle before."

"This is Corrin and this is Lilith. Their father is a friend of your grandmother's." Tiki explained. "We thought it would be fun for you four to have a playdate while the two of them handle some business."

"Huh, they don't look like siblings." Morgan remarked. "Their hair and eyes are different."

"Lucy and Inigo don't have the same eye color either though." The boy, Mark, added.

"Maybe… But look at their hair! His is white while hers is blue and red." She scrunched up her face in confusion. "It doesn't, make any-"

"Morgan," Tiki chided sternly, "that's not polite. You're making them feel uncomfortable."

"Oops! Sorry mother!" Morgan answered sheepishly before extending her hand towards Corrin. "The name's Morgan. It's nice to meet you, uhh…"

"Corrin." Tiki supplied smiling softly.

"Oh right, Corrin! It's nice to meet you Corrin!"

Corrin looked at the hand warily. His time sneaking into the Vallite capitol had taught him many things, but as evident with his encounter with Frederick earlier, etiquette was hardly one of them. He could wrestle sewer rats and evade guards pretty well, even steel bread to help out some of the orphans he was friends with, but besides a few pointers from old man Sage, he didn't really know what to do in a situation like this. So, devoid of any idea what to do, he leaned back and asked his sister. "What do I do?"

"I don't know" Lilith whispered, her real world experience even smaller than her brother's. "Maybe you hit it? Dad gives us high fives some times. Maybe it's like that."

That didn't seem right, but since he was starting to get a weird look from the green haired girl, he decided to follow his sister's advice and swatted the girl's hand away while giving his best smile. "N-nice to meet you too!"

"Huh?!" Morgan gaped. "That's not how you shake someone's hand!"

Tiki chuckled. "I forgot to tell you. Corrin and Lilith live quite some ways away from Ylisse. Even farther than we do actually."

"Even farther than Valm?" Mark asked in wonder.

"But that doesn't make any sense, the world is a ball." Morgan argued. "We live on the other side of the planet; how could they live farther away?"

Tiki patted her on the head. "Morgan, what does your father always say?"

"Nothing is impossible?" Mark said.

"Mom is always right?" Morgan answered happily.

Tiki chuckled. "Not exactly what I meant, but yes and yes. I promise it will make more sense when you're older, but for the time being, you'll just have to trust me."

"Aww, that's no fair." Morgan grumbled as her brother shrugged and walked up to Lilith.

"It's nice to meet you!" He said happily as he extended his hand. When he saw her glance at her brother nervously, he continued. "Oh, you're supposed to shake it. Like this." He took her right hand and showed her how. "There, easy!"

"T-thanks." Lilith mumbled towards her feet.

"Excellent. Now that we're all acquainted, how about you have some fun? Morgan, Mark, you two brought your dragonstones like I asked, right?"

"Well ya, but that wouldn't be fair." Mark said slowly. "I mean; even Lucy can't keep up with us when we use them and she's incredible."

"Aww, you're just saying that because you have a crush on her!" Morgan sneered.

"I-I do not!"

"Mark likes Lucy! Mark likes Lucy!" Morgan sang with glee running in circles as she did to avoid her brother who had begun to chase her. Deciding that the situation looked like fun, Corrin began to chase the strange green haired girl as well, much to his own sister's chagrin.

"C-Corrin, what are you doing?" Lilith asked. "You're- you're gonna get in trouble!"

Tiki shook her head. "Oh no, this is fine. Things like this happen quite often. Morgan's always been pretty energetic. "

"Energetic?"

"Yes, she's always liked pushing people's buttons." Tiki explained poking Lilith's belly button as she did, eliciting a giggle from the shy silent dragon. "You can play as well you know."

"Uhm…" Lilith shook her head, and took a step backwards.

"Hmm…" Tiki said softly, taking note of the girl's nervousness. "Now your father told me that you have quite the appetite." When Lilith nodded in the affirmative, she continued. "Why don't you and I go down to the kitchen and grab some snacks. Then we can all play a board game when we get back."

"O-okay." Lilith answered. "But I don't know how to play…"

"Oh, I'm sure Morgan and Mark will be overjoyed to teach you." Tiki said, taking Lilith's hand and leading her towards the kitchens while the other three young manaketes continued to chase each other.

Corrin grunted as he tripped for what must've been the tenth time. Looking up, he saw the grinning face of his tormentor staring down at him once again. "HA! Just like dad always says; if you know your environbent you can't lose!"

"I think it's environment." Mark corrected softly as he struggled to remove twigs from his hair. Unlike Corrin, he did know where all the roots and potholes in the garden were, however since Corrin was a faster runner than he was, once he had tripped, Mark had tripped over him right afterwards.

"Is it?" Morgan pondered. "That doesn't sound right…" She shrugged. "Doesn't matter. I win! Again!" She smirked at the two boys sprawled in a bush. "Unless of course you think you can catch me this time."

"Grrr... You bet I do!" Corrin shot back, staggering to his feet, and after a few shaky steps, began chasing after Morgan again.

"I think I'll sit this one out." Mark yelled after the two of them, sinking back into the bush and closing his eyes. "Good luck Corrin, and watch out for that-"

"OOF"

"HA!"

"Never mind." Mark finished with a sigh.

"Grrr…" Corrin growled in frustration. "That's it!" His hand plunged into his pocket and curled around his dragonstone. Ripping it out in triumph he smirked. "Let's see how you handle this-" He was cut off as a wave of green magic knocked the blue gem out of his hand before he could transform. Staring at his now empty hand in shock, he heard a laugh from Morgan's direction.

"Hahaha, that's amazing! Like, I knew you had something planned, but throwing a shiny blue rock at me? That doesn't seem like a very good one. I mean, what if you lost it? You'd be so sad."

"It's not a rock, it's a dragonstone!" Corrin said softly, still stunned by how quickly the girl had reacted.

"Whaaat? No." Morgan gave him the same look that his mother gave whenever she found him doing something silly. "Dragonstones aren't blue dummy! They're green." She put her hands on her hips and looked at him in pride. "Trust me, my family's kinda an expert on the subject. My grandmother even invented them!"

"Oh really?" Corrin asked as he edged his way slowly over to where his stone laid gleaming in the grass, not really paying attention to what she was saying. "Well watch this- HEY STOP DOING THAT!"

As he had made his mad dash towards the stone, Morgan had blasted another burst of wind magic at it, knocking it further away much to Corrin's dismay. However, it looked like she had made a mistake, as the stone was now safe behind a bush and beyond the girl's magic. Running as fast as he could, Corrin hurled himself into the bush and after the stone.

Walking slowly towards him Morgan sighed. "Aww, come on. I mean it looks pretty but I told you, it's not a dragonstone, it's just a pretty little- Oh my Grandma!"

Corrin's head, now transformed, shot out of the bush, startling Morgan to such a degree that she fell backwards and dropped her tome.

If he hadn't been in his dragon form, he would have laughed in triumph. Instead, he merely reached out to grab Morgan by the cape and secure his victory. However, that turned out to be short lived, as he had forgotten for a moment that he was hardly the only manakete in the garden.

Pulling out a gemstone the color of spring grass, the girl was surrounded in a brilliant violet light the shape of which reminded Corrin of a cross between a chrysalis and a rose. A second later, a large scaled figure emerged from the cocoon and he was grabbing a tail instead of a cloak.

"Heh, heh, how do you like me know?" Somehow Corrin could still hear Morgan's voice even though she was transformed. Though now it was distorted, kinda like how Dad's sounded when he was talking to them from deep inside of the cave. "Aw come on, you can't be that shocked! Though you do look pretty weird…"

The feeling was mutual. Whereas Corrin's form was clearly quadruped and had no discernable mouth, Morgan's had much smaller forelimbs that wouldn't be any help for walking or running. In addition, she had a well-defined jaw and fangs. In the place where her horns should be were… fin like structures? Corrin didn't know what to make of it. And to top it all off she was golden and green with purple highlights instead of the silver and black that he and Lily became. It was a little odd.

"Uhh, Sis… I don't think he can talk."

"What? Don't be silly Mark! Of course he can talk! All dragons can talk. Duh! He was talking a little while ago wasn't he?"

"Well ya, but he doesn't have a mouth anymore."

"That doesn't matter! See, watch this." Morgan leaned in close and nipped at Corrin's horns. "If you can talk nod your head up and down. Like this!" The female manakete enthusiastically bobbed her head up and down. "Now your turn!"

Though it was true his father could talk while transformed, he had always told Corrin and Lilith that it would be centuries before they were old enough to be able to do that. Instead, Corrin shook his head side to side instead, prompting Mark to puff out his chest. "See I told you. No mouth! Blue dragonstone, different colors, I guess he has different rules for when he transforms."

"Grrr, guess you're right. He does look kinda like a deer." Morgan grumbled before spreading her wings and taking off. "Well, let's see if you're any faster like that. Catch me if you can!" With that, the young divine dragon rocketed off the ground and out of the gardens. Desperate not to get left behind Corrin zoomed after her.

"Hey wait up!" Mark called, and Corrin could hear the same rushing of wind that had accompanied Morgan's transformation. There was no time to turn around though, Morgan was already starting to edge away. How was she so fast!?

Corrin ducked underneath a parapet even as Morgan rolled out of the way of a flagpole. They were almost neck and neck, but every time Corrin would get almost close enough to grab her, she would turn or dart to the side or underneath a buttress, widening the distance between them. Corrin thought it was almost like a dance, one that was more fun than anything he had tried before. He had just almost grabbed onto one of her hind legs when she dove downwards, putting some distance between them.

"Ooh, nice try. But…" Morgan flipped around just as Corrin was darting down to grab her. "Checkmate!" Corrin barely enough time to register that her mouth was open before the freezing blast of divine breath hit him head on. The icy fire chilled him to the bone, knocking the wind out of him and making him forget to move his wings for a moment.

It was only after he had fallen a good fifty feet that he realized how much it hurt. The pain was almost overwhelming. In fact, he could barely think. It was almost all encompassing. Through the haze he thought he heard Morgan say something. "Mark! Something's wrong, you've got to catch him!"

"I can't reach him in time!"

"Hang on Corrin! I might be able to-" And then everything went black for a moment. Shaking his head in a desperate attempt to clear his head, he noticed that he had somehow reverted to his human form. Eyes wide in fear, he fumbled in his pocket for his dragonstone as the roof of the castle below him got closer and closer. As his fingers finally found the stone, he let out a breath of relief. Now that he had the stone he could allow himself to enjoy the rushing air. The sun was high, the sky was blue, and even though it wasn't quite as sweet as back home, the air this high up always smelled so nice.

Ugh, the rooftop was rapidly approaching, he would probably have to transform quickly or risk turning into dragon shaped stain on the roofing tiles. Then before he could do so, an idea burrowed and wormed its way into his mind. Corrin smirked.

There were only a few seconds left and Corrin could make out the individual shingles that were growing ever closer. Letting his arms go seemingly limp, he waited to see if his playmates would take the bait. He was just about to give up on his little gambit when he saw a flash of green and gold from the corner of his eye getting closer and closer. Just a little more and… NOW!

Corrin transformed at the last moment, timing it so that Morgan was just about to grab him when he did. Turning on her, Corrin had just enough time to relish the young divine dragon's squeak of surprise before he grabbed onto her. For a moment their bodies curled and wrestled in the air. Then the pair realized that Corrin's prank hadn't done anything to remove the threat of slamming into the ground. At the last second, the two separated, each using the momentum from the fall to glide back to safety.

With a sense of triumph, Corrin lead the way back to the courtyard. As soon as the trio had all reverted to human form, Corrin began to jump up and down in joy. "HA! I got you! I got you!" He giggled. "You shoulda seen the look on your face."

"No fair! I thought you were in trouble." Morgan pouted. "I was trying to save you."

"Ya, because you blasted firey- icy- icefire at me!" Corrin responded. "Actually, now that I think about it, that really hurt! Why'd you do that? I thought we were just playing around."

Morgan stamped her feet in frustration. "I didn't mean to hurt you. How was I supposed to remember that wyrmsbane was a thing? It's not like I've ever met a manakete from a different tribe before."

"Wyrmsbane? What's that?"

"A perk to being part of the Divine tribe." Mark explained. "The fire we breath is extremely dangerous to other dragons and wyverns. Even other manaketes can get really hurt by it if we're not careful."

"Like what happened with me."

Morgan nodded. "Mother says that it's because we're one of the oldest tribes. We're supposed to be super careful with it…" her shoulder slumped, "but I forgot. I got caught up in playing with you. I'm sorry. Huh? What are you doing?"

Morgan looked up to see Corrin smiling as he patted her on the head. "I'm tagging you. We are still playing right? I mean you keep talking about how your magic fire or whatever hurt me, but all I remember is using it to trick you into losing."

"T-tricked?" Corrin couldn't help but notice that she seemed to focus on her being deceived instead of her losing. That was kind of weird. "You? Me? As if! This- this was all part of my plan so I could grab my- uh…" Morgan looked to her right and then to her left, desperately trying to find anything she could use as an excuse, "my… wind tome! That's it, I needed to grab my wind tome!"

"Psh like that's the reason why- OH CRAP!" Corrin said right before he was blasted off his feet by a blast of emerald wind magic.

Looking on, Mark couldn't do much more than grin. "Here they go again…"

Anankos sunk into the chair, his blue hair wet with sweat and clinging to his face. "Well. That wasn't bad for our first go at it."

"No, not bad at all." Naga agreed, wiping her face off with a towel. "I must ask though; did you really have to make the vanishing spell so complex?"

"In my defense, it was a different time. I had just finished fighting off the Dawn and Dusk dragons after all."

She nodded. "I remember. Though, I thought you ended up faking your death to pull the Silent dragons out of the conflict?"

He waved it off. "Irrelevant details."

"Hmm." Naga sighed. "Regardless, it will take a few more sessions to eliminate the spell completely. You'll have to tell Corrin and Lilith to be careful."

"Of course. How are they doing on their play date anyways?"

"Let's see…" Naga smiled mischievously as she closed her eyes and looked into Ylisse. "Getting into trouble by the looks of it. Apparently your son and my granddaughter are quite the combination."

"Heh heh, that boy. Well as long as they're safe I can't complain." Anankos responded. "Kind of reminds me of when we were kids. Remember the volcano? I thought old man Sage was going to have a heart attack."

"Oh my, I can't believe you remember that. Such a long time ago…"

"Ya, that was back before dragonstones were even invented." He smiled. "You know; I hope my kids can have memories like that."

"If they're half as crazy as their father I would be shocked if they didn't." Naga said.

"Well I'm sorry that we all can't be as responsible as you. Huh, why are you laughing?"

Naga lowered the hand she had been using to hide her mirth. "I'm sorry. I couldn't resist. It's just been such a long time since I've seen you like this."

"Like this?"

She nodded. "Yes. Ever since your sister's passing you've always been so withdrawn. I thought I'd never see you smile again. Mikoto and the kids have truly done wonders for you."

Anankos remained silent. He had almost forgotten what life had been like before Mikoto had come into his life. The nightmares, the panic attacks, it had almost enough to drive him insane. No wonder Naga had thought she would never see him happy again, he had thought the same for the longest time. But now?

Anankos smiled and got out of the chair. "You have enough in you for another round?"

Naga set the towel down and retook her place opposite Anankos. "If you insist. I believe I can endure for another hour or so."

"Hmm…" Corrin mumbled as he stared up at his opponent who laying leisurely on a branch.

"Do you give up now!" Morgan asked lazily from her perch as she flipped through her tome. "We've been at this for like a full ten minutes now. Ten minutes!" She sighed. "This is barely even fun anymore."

You say that, but you're totally distracted cause of that book of yours! Corrin smirked and circled around to the other side of the tree. Now all I have to do is grab that branch and then- The moment his feet left the ground another blast of wind energy buried him into the dirt.

"Okay, maybe I was wrong. This will never not be fun." Morgan giggled. "Hey are you okay?"

"Ya, I'm fine." Corrin grumbled, though couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face. It was so much fun to be able to play with kids his own age. He had only ever been able to do that with his sister and even then they had to be careful to keep their powers hidden when out in public. Being able to play in dragon form was the best thing ever! Well besides the wyrmsbane thing. That kinda hurt, but whatever. "Mark you wanna give me some help here?" "

"What? Sorry Corrin, Mother and I are teaching Lily how to play a board game."

Lilith nodded happily. "You should come play too Corrin! We got tons of yummy treats from the kitchens."

"Eh, I'll wait until after I catch Morgan."

"As if!" His playmate yelled down at him.

"Morgan, be fair." Tiki chided gently.

Heh, heh, we'll see about that. Now, while you're talking to your mom, Corrin lowered himself close to the ground, preparing to jump towards the branch with all his might. All I have to do; he focused on the jump with all his might. He could do this, he knew he could; is; he felt a wave of unfamiliar energy flow through his veins, but at this point he was far too focused to care; JUMP! WAIT NOT LIKE THAT, NOT LIKE THAT! In a rush of blinding speed, Corrin shot off the ground like an arrow from a freshly built ballista, zooming upwards and past the branch he had been jumping towards in an instant. In fact, he was rapidly approaching the branch Morgan was sitting on.

"Will do mother- HOW?!" Morgan uttered in shear shock as an equally shocked Corrin careened into her knocking her out of the tree and sending both of them hurtling towards the ground.

"Oof!" Corrin grunted as he hit the ground with a thud. "UGH!" He let out as Morgan landed on his chest a half-second later.

"Corrin!" Lilith squeaked.

"Morgan, Corrin, are you two alright?" Tiki asked, concern evident in her voice.

"Don't worry mom I'm fine." Morgan said with a wave. Then she looked down, as if noticing the 'cushion' she was sitting on for the first time. "Oh right. Are you okay Corrin?"

"Yep, I'm good." Corrin somehow managed to say despite the girl sitting on his chest.

"Awesome! Speaking of awesome," she leaned down to look him in the eye. "How did you do that? That was so cool!"

"Yes, that was quite the sight Corrin." Anankos remarked smiling.

"Oof." Morgan grunted as Corrin pushed her off.

"Dad! You're back!"

"Yes Corrin." He said with a smile, ruffling his son's hair as he did so. "Thank you Tiki, I'm sorry that it took so long. We got a little carried away and lost track of time."

"It was no trouble Anankos, your children are a pleasure to be around. Was your trip productive?"

"Very much so, though it will take a few more sessions in order to dispel the curse entirely." Corrin laughed as Anankos picked him up and put him on his shoulders. "Guess I'll have to bring the two of you back here again, huh? You don't mind that, do you my little Dragonfang user?"

"No this was fun! Morgan and Mark are really nice." Corrin replied happily, missing the last part for a moment. Then his jaw dropped. "Wait… Is that what I did?" He started bobbing up and down in excitement. "I used Dragonfang? I used Dragonfang! Lily, I used Dragonfang!"

Morgan leaned over to Mark and whispered in his ear. Mark then leaned towards Lilith and whispered, "Lily what's a Dragonfang?"

"It's a silent dragon thingy." Lilith whispered softly.

"Ah. Morgan, it's a silent dragon thingy."

"I heard her Mark!" she sighed, "Guess we'll have to find more about it in the library."

"Uh huh."

"Of course. How else do you think you jumped that high?" Anankos answered Corrin with pride. "Now that you and Lily have managed to use it, I think we should stop and grab some ice-cream at an outrealm on the way home."

"Really?" Lily asked, eyes wide.

"Well we have to celebrate don't we?" Anankos turned to Tiki. "Would you and your husband like to come as well? Morgan and Mark too of course."

Tiki shook her head and managed to barely hold in a yawn. "On any other day I'd say yes, but we do have a festival tomorrow and we all need our sleep. Perhaps another time?"

"I'm looking forward to it. Alright, are you two ready to go home?"

"Ya."

"Yep."

"Alright then, say goodbye." Anankos said as he raised his hand and opened a portal through the outrealms.

"Bye Mark, bye Morgan!" The two silent dragons said happily.

"Bye Corrin," Morgan waved at him, then her expression turned mischievous and she winked. "I hope you enjoyed winning, cause that's the last time you're ever gonna catch me. I'm gonna study with father until I can beat you blindfolded!"

"You wish!" Corrin shot back with a smile.

"Bye Lily, thanks for playing that board game with me." Mark chimed in happily. "Next time we'll have to introduce you to Lucy and Inigo, I'm sure you'll get along great with them!"

"Y-ya, I-I can't wait!" Lily replied excitedly, causing her father to smile in surprise. He was glad that this had turned out be a success with the curse of course. But seeing his daughter breaking out of her shell and connecting with kids her own age filled him with the wonderful sense of pride that would have made this whole trip worth it in and of itself. I can't wait to tell Mikoto all about this. Anankos thought happily as the trio stepped through the portal and back to the comfortable cave they called home.

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