Velquin called out once more, his eyes burning with longing and heartbreak.
Though he'd taken on the form of a tall and grown adult, Elowen instantly recognized the child he once was, the plump phoenix chick who used to bite her tail.
He'd hatched unexpectedly that day when she accidentally spilled milk over his egg.
Their time together had been brief, yet Velquin's divine soul had never forgotten her, even though a millennium had elapsed. After all, she was the first being he'd laid eyes on when he broke through his shell.
She'd called him her underling and given him his name, Velquin. How could he possibly forget?
But he'd been far too young and powerless to protect the dragon who'd meant so much to her. Even after growing up, he'd still failed to destroy Clad, the one who killed Lucan.
Velquin had been consumed by Vlad for thousands of years, and now that he was back, Elowen was going to leave again.
Yet, he couldn't bring himself to hold her back. Elowen meant everything to him, and Shannon was his friend, too.
More importantly, Elowen had never once wanted to stay. This place held no one and no reason for her to remain.
When he stayed silent, Elowen was the first to speak. "I've heard about how you've fought Vlad these past years."
Velquin flinched. He braced himself for her disappointment, only to hear her soften her voice and say, "You've done well."
A soft smile bloomed across her face. "You really are my underling."
Tears streamed down Velquin's face. Even after thousands of years, he was still a child in front of her.
"Ella, could you…"
'Not go…'
"No."
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