These Characters are not mine, but Patty van Delft's. Except Ella is my own character. Furthermore, this is my own story based on Dragan Duma
The band.
Chapter 2
That evening.
POV Runes
As always, Moradeth and the little one have been gone all day. Joost knows where they've been hanging out. But I think they had a great time. I spent all day with Master Kay getting started on our plans for the new school. Today we put the builders to work on the first part of the school. The little one comes up to me and gives me a hug. Hungry she looks at the stove where I prepared one of my famous stews. Moradeth had already informed me that the little one would starve when they got back. I understand they've been acting quite busy. I'm glad I heard her laugh again. She looks at me questioningly and I chuckle. She reminds me of her father. He could also draw such hungry looks. I walk to the counter where there are two deep bowls and fill them with the stew. Suddenly I hear her stomach rumble. We look at each other and then burst out laughing. She lays her head on the table with a groan and I hand her a bowl of stew, laughing. Moradeth also laughs and made a comment that we humans can only think about food while they dragons can go days without food. The little one responds by saying with a full mouth that we humans have small stomachs. It goes back and forth for a while and the more they go against each other the harder I have to laugh. We played this game so often with our dragons. Her father and I were a good team. Yes, it was not about the size or strength, but about intelligence and or smartness to beat each other like that. That were the days.
Long before the war started and I could still live carefree as a young Drägannymares, we used to play these kinds of games. we could then enjoy a carefree flight. And of course there were the popular Dragonball games. A game very similar to Quidditch and football in the air. Me and Moradeth have often told these kinds of stories to the young Drägannymares and loved them. Johnno had informed me that he and I should teach the youngsters that as a form of relaxation. So this morning a notice had gone out that all young Drägannymares had to report for the necessary explanation.
There was cheering throughout the village, but not only in the village, but mainly in the air. The dragons could also have a little resistance. Although it was organized chaos, I'm glad I don't have to play anymore. My days are numbered for playing Dragonball. I'm really getting too old for that. Even Moradeth complained that he felt it in his bones. The kits are all a bit over-enthusiastic. They are almost unstoppable. The agreement is that 1 team is formed from each clan and they would play against each other. But first there would be 3 months of try outs and training.
I ask the little one if she will join in, but she shakes her head doubtfully and says that she already has enough to do and that she would rather watch. Moradeth agrees with her. It was much more fun to be a supporter. I chuckled and told him that we used to have so much fun playing Dragonball. Moradeth gave me a devastated look and said he was too old for that now. As a result, me and the little one burst out laughing again. She got up and ran to him. She put her arms around his nose and said she loved him. She laughed and said that the two of them would support. After reassuring him, she gave him a kiss on the nose and resumed eating. When she had finished her plate she asked if she could get some more. Of course I said she could. She scooped up and sat back down to eat. With a smile I look at a starving little one. It had been a long time since she had sat down to eat anything with flavor, even if it was just a stew. Moradeth also seemed pleased. I know he is very worried about the little one. It hasn't been easy either. Sometimes I sometimes wonder how she can handle all this. But one thing I know for sure. She's a real Drakema. I may not be her father but I am so proud of the little one. What I do have trouble with is that men / boys are already vying for her hand. I can't bear the thought of losing the little one. I also don't want her to marry so young, unfortunately the laws say something different about this in Drägan Duma. Since she is Francinia's successor, she should get married soon. I wish she didn't have to and that she could marry for love. I wouldn't force her and I'm doing my best to keep the men away from her. I'm actually kind of surprised she won't be joining Dragonball because you'd think she could use that kind of relaxation with all the commitments she has. But r well she probably has other ways to relax. I recently heard that it was spotted on the Krikken island. This is the island where the dragon eggs are kept, cared for and guarded. Head caretaker Taico said she came regularly to think and to talk to the eggs. It's been a long time since a leader/leader has done that. About 300 years ago there was a leader who did the same. Krikken Island is the island where the dragon eggs were secretly guarded, but he came there to think or to take care of the eggs. He took that task very seriously because they were, after all, the dragons of the future. So did Ella. Apparently she had a gift for that too. It turns out that the dragons in the egg were or became calmer when they were sung by her. That was also one of her qualities. Making someone feel better through her musicianship or her own weirdness. But what really made her special was when she danced. Then she could put all her feelings into dancing. She often danced on an open plain in the woods. Usually when no one could see her. She only forgot that all the dragons could see her and show everything to their riders when she was dancing. What they do need to learn is how to curb her enthusiasm because that could get her into trouble. Fortunately, Moradeth and I and of course her own dragon try to do that as much as possible. She has finished her second plate of food. Strokes her belly and says with a satisfied smile that she needed it. She takes her plate to the sink and starts washing the dishes. I look at her and realize how great she has become in everything. 22 months ago you wouldn't say that. Then she made the switch to stay in Drägan Duma. Since I'm her only "relative" it's a good thing she stays with me. What we do know is that she still has an uncle and 3 cousins who live in Drägan Duma, but since she is a Drägannymares they continued to live with me. Well, earlier on Dragon Stone, of course. In addition to her normal lessons, she also receives lessons from Jhonno and Francinia on how to lead. I notice that she sometimes finds it difficult to combine all this. So it's a good thing she's off for a few days now. She really needs some relaxation. And if she has to steal my dragon for that, then I'm completely at peace with that. At the thought of hearing her laugh a little more often now, a feeling of bliss welled up deep inside. I now also realize that the little mine is everything. If she's happy I'm happy too. She likes me too much. Although she has her own apartment, she sleeps with Moradeth all the time. Those two have always been inseparable. I hope she's a little rested for the party tomorrow night. Unfortunately, the little one has to show up again to fulfill her obligations. What she dreaded was having to dance heads with the other clans. She got along very well with some of them, but some of them were even for her (and mind you she's really used to it) just too rude. But what she did look forward to was dancing with some friends. And especially with her best friend James. If she danced with anyone, it was with him. Although she also had a hand in dancing with the dragons. Anyone who knew them knew that when they hit the dance floor pay attention because you got to see a show. That's what they were known for. Wherever the little one was, James was there too. Now that I think about it, they are quite a nice couple. She will undoubtedly want to dance with me again, although it's not my thing, I still like to do it with her. I hope she doesn't grow too fast. I don't want to lose her yet hihihi. Listen to me, really nice and sentimental. But I love her very much. I love her as she would my own daughter. Well, actually, she kind of is. I hope Keynard approves a little of how I raise her. Meanwhile the little one has finished with the dishes and I grab my pipe to smoke. The little one puts another log on the fire. I sit in my chair and wait for little Moradeth to get comfortable. I always have to laugh at how those two have their "sleep" ritual. She really loves him and I'm glad about that. If 1 someone has a big heart to give love, it's the little one. She wraps a blanket around her and snuggles against Moradeth. Then she looks at me intently. I know that look all too well. Either she wants to ask something or she "expects" me to tell a story. She always announces in a big way that I am a great storyteller and I am, only I don't flaunt it and sometimes in her enthusiasm she wants to announce it in a big way. Especially her fellow Drägannymares often ask me to tell stories. Well I have to say it's been a while but there were Saturdayon the evenings when a fire was built where a great number of young people were sitting, of course also waiting for my arrival with Moradeth. The nice thing about it is that I can convey so much history, but also the ordinary stories of our young Drägannymares then do well with the young people. The little one likes these stories because they are also about her father. She never knew him but through our stories and of course war reports she has a little sense that she knows her father. I know she would have loved to have known him, but I think she's happy with me too. I look at her and normally she tells me what she wants to hear but this time she does something she normally never does. She gave Moradeth a kiss on the nose and then walks over to me. She sits on my lap give me a hug and says she loves me. I gently swallow the lump in my throat from all the emotions. Something tells me to shut up and let her speak. Moradeth was also very surprised. I don't mind at all because to be honest sometimes I'm a little jealous of my own dragon. We both love the little one so we kind of fight for her attention. Sounds very childish but it is true. The little one gives us so much joy. I will therefore fulfill my task to help her with her tasks as best as possible. I would support her as much as I can. When she "adopted" me in front of all of Dragon Stone and the other allies clans what a big shock. It was also a shock for Moradeth, but it felt so good to finally be appreciated. You have no idea how big our hearts swelled with pride and love. When she did I knew it would be okay. Now that I have a bloodline, I no longer have the urge to show off. Not that it's always been a goal of mine to get a bloodline but more about the gesture of slowing down a bit. Unfortunately I still have to wait a while before taking it easy.