"Who said I was asking your permission? Your not my queen.... I'd
rather see you burnt... slowly.... and painfully.... till nothing
is left at all.... not even ashes." Flix giggled.
"Yes... for now. If he comes back I doubt it will have the same
result as this." Felcor sighed.
"Good. Makes it easier to strike when you distracted. Anyways, i'm
getting bored of this petty talk. Are you going to leave or what?"
Flix said, casually looking at the claws on his left paw he lifted
up.
"He finds you.... or I have to harm him." Felcor replied.
"You'll be ok for now though. I won't let him take you... I
promise. And I never break a promise." Felcor grinned. "So you can
trust me to keep you safe!"
The green dragon went up to Flix. "There you are! So, any info?"
Flix asked.
"No sir.... not really. Felcor is in his forge... of course. And I
coulden't find Turmoil... sorry." He replied.
"Awww... its alright though. You tried! Anyways.... whats your
name?" Flix asked.
"Um.... it would be better if you gave me a nickname sir.."
"Oh.... alright then, i'll call you 'toxic' ok?" Flix giggled.
"Excellent choice of name sir." 'Toxic' answered.
"Of course.... not paying attention...." Felcor sighed.
"Didn't seem like it. Hey, want me to make you something? Its easy
for me... and won't attract hostility I don't think. What do you
want? I really want to make you something...." Felcor asked.