Omen: 14, 18

  Mana: 18 -> 15Enting CheckD20 + 7 = 15 (8)Omen: 14, 18 -> 1418 + 7 = 25

  Adam plucked a Thread of Fate to assist in his enting. He had decided to try and ent a Greater Enhanced on for the Iyr, waiting until he had a perfeen to create his own on. “Adam, Entalia has e,” Elder Zijin informed once Adam had returo the estate.

  “Oh?” Adam said, surprised. He hadn’t expected to hear that Entalia had e to the Iyr, but assumed she was here to cause him some trouble.

  “I will escort you to meet with her,” Zijin said, motioning with an arm to lead the Half Elf away.

  Adam followed the Elder, who guided him through one of the many tunnels of the Iyr, before he came across a peculiar sight. A heavily injured Entalia sitting down, arms crossed, surrounded by several older Iyrmen, including the Chief and Shaool, and one who was in his forties at the oldest.

  “Entalia, did you cause trou-,” Adam began, before he was interrupted by Entalia.

  “Adam!” Entalia shouted, her face full of fury. “The Iyr has kidnapped your children!”

  The Iyrmen tensed up for a moment, almost letting down their guard to think about what she had said, hands on their ons, before they rexed once more.

  Adam raised his brows to the Chief. “Weren’t you dealing with them? What’s all this about a kidnapping?”

  “You know about the childrealia asked, fused.

  “Of course I do,” Adam said. “I was the one who wao adopt them.”

  The Chief looked betweewo, suddenly uanding what had happened. ‘Of course.’

  Entalia stared at Adam, her eyes narrowed, but she smiled. “So yhem as yours? I’ll have to hear the story, because I’m fairly certain I didn’t give birth to them.”

  “Well, yeah,” Adam said. “I saw when they were born, and stopped them from being killed.”

  Entalia stared at Adam, before looking up to the Chief, who held an equally fused look within his eyes, but for a very different reason.

  “What’s with all these damn looks?” Adam asked.

  The Goblins were brought to the group, the tiny little forms staring up at all the figures, shocked by hoeople were around them. Entalia stared at the small babies, who were squirming withiiny b.

  “Look at my little cuties,” Adam said, tig their cheeks.

  The Iyrmen remained silent and still, w if what they were seeing was true. They remained silent, however, only here to deal with Entalia if she tried to fight them again.

  Entalia watched as Adam tickled the Goblin’s cheeks. She blinked. “What is going on here?”

  “They’re my little babies,” Adam said, awkwardly, trying not to smirk. “Aren’t they cute?”

  Entalia’s mouth opeo respond, but she closed it. She looked to the Chief, w what was going on, before she turned back to Adam. “Adam?”

  “Yes?”

  “You have Goblin children?”

  “Yeah. We found them not long ago. I saved them from being killed, and then the Iyr looked after them for a bit, and now I’ve adopted them.”

  Entalia blinked again. “I think you hit me too hard, Chief.”

  “What?” Adam looked to the Chief, before his eyes fell to Entalia. “What did you do?”

  “They…” Entalia shook her head. “What about our children?”

  Adam blinked. “Excuse me?”

  “Our children.”

  “You what?”

  “Our children, Adam!” Entalia snapped. “The Iyr has our children!”

  The Goblins squirmed and began to cough and cry, before they were taken away to be looked after, leaving a fused Adam behind. “Sorry, wait. You mean, mine and yours?”

  “Yes.”

  “No, no, wait. You… you’re telling me… when did we have kids, Entalia?”

  “That’s what I’m trying to uand too!” Entalia shouted, still fused about the situation. ‘Goblin children? What is going on?’

  “Let us discuss this calmly,” Iromin said, before drinks and food were brought for them. He sent another Iyrman to send for the children, as well as one of the trusted figures who could firm this matter.

  The three baby Dragons were brought before the group, and they leapt up to Entalia, though one of them, who was scarred across her fad to her side, purred against Adam’s leg.

  “Oh?” Strom said, gng between the pair, before looking to the children. “How iing.”

  “What?” Adam asked, lifting up the girl awkwardly.

  “I did not expect you to have children,” Strom said, his brows raised.

  “How do you know they’re my children.”

  “They smell just like you.”

  “They do?” Adam asked.

  Entalia nodded. “His smell might not be w, but mine does. They smell like the two of us.”

  “You had to firm such a matter?” Strom asked, gng between the pair.

  “I…” Adam stared down at the baby Dragon, who was no lohan his fist to forearm. She purred up at him, and crawled over his chest, ling her head into his neck. Adam rubbed the Dragon’s back, his heart pounding in his chest, his entire body red hot. ‘They’re my children? What the hell is going on?’

  The other Drago up towards Adam, climbing up onto his p, before they curled around his p. “Of course they’re my children, how else could they be this cute?” Adam’s heart tio pound within his chest as a mixture of emotied deep within him.

  “Isn’t it time you told me what is going oalia asked.

  Strom gnced between the pair. “her of you knew?”

  “No,” Adam said. “I…”

  “Then, was it because of your st life?” Strom asked. “Did you sleep together then?”

  “I’m pretty sure we didn’t,” Adam said.

  “So… these children came from your st life?” Entalia asked, staring down at the beings.

  All the while, Iromin stood, waiting silently. He had been the only oo remain behind, having the forethought of knowing this was going to happen.

  Adam tio rub his hand along the backs of the Dragons. “Regardless of what happened, it’s firmed that they’re our children. So… are you going to take them?”

  “Are you removing yourself from the responsibility?” Entalia asked, her eyes darkening. ‘Yet you’re looking after Goblins?’

  “No, but, I’m not sure how to raise Dragons. Plus, shouldn’t they be with their mother?”

  “You wao take them back to Drakkenlen and say what? Here are my illegitimate trouble, so go ahead and manipute them my dear advisors?” Entalia raised her brow.

  “I mean… I prefer they stay here so I raise them,” Adam admitted. He didn’t want to give up the children, but uood if he had to.

  “So they be used as hostages in the Iyr?”

  Adam threw a look to the Chief, almost smirking at him.

  “I didn’t give birth to them, so I don’t really mind viewing them as though they are not my children. If you want to raise them, go ahead. I’ll give you some wealth so that you start their hoards young.”

  “Hoards?” Adam asked.

  “You must treat them like…” Entalia stared at them. ‘Why are they in Dragon form? Should they not have been…’ “Treat them like any other children, save they stay awake and sleep for much loypically. They also need hoards otherwise they will get sick.”

  “How much of a hoard?”

  “They share a hoard for now, as long as it’s a few hundred gold at least, and increases by such a rate yearly, but ohey are around twenty they will need a few thousand gold each, though ten thousand would be best.”

  “How old are they?” Adam asked.

  “Siheir hatg?” Entalia stared down at the children. “They probably hatched around the twelfth month st year?”

  “I deal with that,” Adam said, chug nervously. “Though, they are in Dragon shape.”

  Entalia furrowed her brows. “I could try and ge their shape, though I am uain if I .”

  “A hybrid form should be doable,” Strom said, staring down at the children, his eyes twinkling. ‘First the girl, and now these three? What fuure holds!’

  “I’d appreciate it if you could…” Adam felt a little guilty, but he wasn’t sure if he could look after them properly if they were Dragons. Goblins he could mahey were probably Humanish in how they worked, but Dragons?

  “If I feed them some of my blood and magic, it should work?”

  “You… yoing to give up yhts as their mother?” Adam asked.

  “I have to, otherwise the Iyr, or other enemies I may have, will use them against me. Just so you know, if the Iyr threatens them, I will not e to help.”

  “You think the Iyr will threaten them?” Adam began to chuckle. “They’ll hreaten these cuties.”

  Entalia furrowed her brows. “How you be so sure?”

  Adam began to shake, trying to calm himself of his ughter. “The Iyr? Threaten my kids? With who? Baktu and Wahtu?” Adam ughed so heartily that tears from from his eyes. “Wait, wait.” He coughed, trying to stop himself from ughing. “Oh Baktu, damn, that’s funny. If those two try it, I’ll just revive their dad and have him sort them out.”

  Adam’s words had even made Iromin raise his brows, but he let the matter go. He wasirely sure if Adam was serious, but that didn’t matter.

  “Wait… they’re my children, and I’m a Nephew of the Rot family? Doesn’t that mean they have some prote? So you don’t have to worry about it.” Adam smiled.

  However, the trio before him could see the cra his smile. His tears may have been from his ughter, but it was the ay which had bubbled to the surface which had caused them to tinue.

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