Teuila, Ella, and Sera each gave him a kiss before stepping into the portal and vanishing. Nefertiti watched them go, and just as they did, they heard Hemera coming down the stairs.

She looked around and asked, ”Where are the other girls?”

”They went to Teuila’s kingdom for a few days to escape the bad weather,” Archer answered.

Hemera then turned her attention to Nefertiti. ”I assume you’re going back home for a while?”

The pink-haired girl rolled her eyes but still replied, ”Yes, I have to attend classes for a few days. Why?”

The Sun Elf smiled as she approached Nefertiti. ”I’ll join you. I want to surprise your Mother and see who she married.”

Archer chuckled at Nefertiti’s reaction before she shot him a look and then walked toward him with a sly smile.

She leaned into his ear and whispered as her hand slid down his body. ”I will appear to you in three days. You better keep your promise, husband.”

After Nefertiti spoke, she playfully nipped at his ear, causing him to shiver but smile with anticipation.

Archer opened a portal, and just as Nefertiti went to walk through it, he gently grabbed hold of her hand and gave her a sweet kiss goodbye.

Nefertiti was elated after the kiss, and she turned to Hemera, motioning for her to follow.

Hemera nodded and then turned to Archer with a smile. She walked over to him, standing on her tiptoes to place a kiss on his cheek before saying goodbye.

The two girls stepped through the Gate, and now the treehouse was completely quiet. Archer shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the front door.

As he opened the door he heard the rain still coming down, Archer walked out and made his way down the walkway.

He when to find Mohamet but after a while of searching he found Jethro talking to a group of dragon-kin children.

Jethro was seated on a large chair, and the children listened with wide-eyed wonder as he began telling the story about one of the old white dragon kings and his legendary adventures.

Intrigued, Archer decided to join the circle of young dragon-kin, eager to hear the tale himself.

He settled down among the children, feeling a sense of nostalgia for the days back on Earth when he, too, was captivated by such stories.

Jethro’s deep voice carried a soothing tone as he began his storytelling. “Long ago, in the ancient lands of Thrylos, there lived a noble and valiant white dragon king. His scales glistened like snow, and his wings were strong, carrying him across the vast skies of our realm.”

The children listened intently as Jethro described the old white dragon king’s journeys to distant lands, his encounters with magical creatures, and the friendships he forged along the way.

“He was known for his bravery and compassion,” Jethro continued, “always standing up for those in need and protecting the innocent from harm.”

The children’s eyes sparkled with excitement as they imagined the adventures of the old king.

Their eyes widened in amazement as Jethro narrated the epic battle between the white dragon king and the hydra that terrorized the central continent.

“The hydra was a fearsome beast with multiple heads, each one more dangerous than the last,” Jethro narrated. “It brought destruction and chaos wherever it roamed, threatening the very balance of the central continent Verdantia.”

Archer watched the children’s expressions, knowing well the impact such stories could have on young dragon-kin.

He remembered how they had inspired him in his own youth, filling him with dreams of bravery and heroism.

“In an epic battle that shook the land itself, the white dragon faced the hydra with courage,” Jethro continued. “He fought valiantly, supported by Empires of the continent and the strength of his heart.”

The children leaned in closer, hanging on to every word as the tale reached its climax. They could almost feel the adrenaline and excitement of the battle.

“In the end, with a display of immense power, the king triumphed over the hydra, bringing an end to its reign of terror,” Jethro concluded with a smile.

The young dragon-kin erupted into cheers and applause, their faces beaming with admiration for the legendary king.

Jethro noticed Archer sitting among the children, and a knowing smile crossed his face.

Seeing the young white dragon engrossed in the storytelling, he decided to weave a new tale about the new dragon king.

The very one sitting with them, who brought hope and happiness to the Dragon-kin in their time of need.

“Alright, young ones, gather ’round,” Jethro called out, capturing the attention of the eager children. “I have another story to tell you about the current Dragon King.”

The children’s eyes widened with curiosity as Jethro began the tale.

“Once upon a time, in a city called Sunhaven, the new dragon king rose to power,” he narrated. “But unlike the kings of old, this dragon king was unique. He didn’t seek dominion over others or wield his power for selfish gain. Instead, he had a heart full of compassion and a burning desire for adventure and happiness.”

The children leaned in closer, their interest piqued, as they realized that the story was about none other than Archer himself.

“This dragon king saw the struggles of the Dragon-kin and their need for a place to call home,” Jethro continued. “Without hesitation, he offered them refuge in his own domain, a vast and beautiful land where they could live freely, pursuing their dreams, and finding joy in every moment.”

As Jethro’s words painted a vivid picture, the children looked around in shock, realizing that they were living in the very domain the dragon king had generously offered.

“He didn’t rule with an iron fist or demand unwavering loyalty,” Jethro emphasized. “Instead, he treated every Dragon-kin as equals, fostering a sense of unity and camaraderie among them.”

The old man jumped up with vigor in his step and continued telling his tale with a big smile on his face that could be seen through his beard.

“He didn’t demand loyalty or obedience from the Dragon-kin,” Jethro emphasized. “Instead, he encouraged them to be true to themselves, to follow their passions, and to explore the wonders of the domain they lived in.”

The children’s eyes sparkled with wonder as they imagined the adventures that awaited them when they grew up.

“In the realm of this dragon king, the Dragon-kin found not just a home but a family,” Jethro said, his voice filled with warmth. “They lived in harmony, united by a shared sense of belonging.”

“The king himself has embarked on his grand adventure, exploring the far corners of Thrylos.” Jethro continued. “Together, they discovered new lands, encountered magical creatures, and spread joy wherever they went.”

As the old man described the king’s adventurous spirit, the children’s faces lit up with excitement, yearning for their own adventures in the future.

“This dragon king showed that true strength lies not in domination but in understanding, kindness, and the pursuit of happiness,” Jethro concluded. “He became a beacon of hope for all of us without expecting anything in return.”

The children erupted into cheers and applause, their hearts filled with admiration for the legendary dragon king.

Archer smiled, pleased to have been a part of this storytelling experience, and grateful for the wisdom shared by Jethro with the young generation of Dragon-kin.

He stood up and approached Jethro who turned to face him with a smile and bowed his head as he spoke. ”Good morning your Majesty. I hope you enjoyed the story, I promised the children a story yesterday but I was busy.” .

Archer looked at the old man who has been with him for years and something made his curiosity peak, so he asked. ”How are you enjoying your life here, Jethro?”

The elderly man gazed fondly at the young boy, whom he had first encountered three years ago, and a gentle smile graced his weathered face.

“I must say, I truly cherish this place. It’s a haven of peace, free from the turmoil of violence, and that is a blessing indeed.”

When he heard the man’s answer, Archer smiled and reached into his pocket, pulling out a pouch of gold coins. He handed it to Jethro, who wore a confused expression.

Archer explained, ”These are 50 gold coins for each family who lost a loved one in the battles they were involved in.”

Jethro looked at the boy in awe, wondering if he was truly a dragon, as legends said they were known for their reluctance to part with their gold.

The old man shook his head in amazement and bowed once again, speaking respectfully, ”Yes, your Majesty.”

Archer nodded and walked off after bidding farewell to the old man. He opened a gate to Ravenna City and stepped through.

As he emerged on the other side, he found himself in the middle of the road, surrounded by curious citizens who stared at him.

Unfazed by the attention, he shrugged and began walking towards the northern gate, where he would begin his journey toward the Lunaris Empire. 𝘪𝘳.𝘤𝑜

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