Palm Dragon

Chapter 4 Do you like apple pie?

dear molly

I found the owner of the flower field as you said, and apologized.But the pastries his butler made were so good I forgot to ask about the fire-breathing.

PS That unpalatable flower was originally used to make tea, and it tastes surprisingly good.

miss you adrian

Routinely watering the orchard to catch bugs, Adrian was preoccupied with thinking about breathing fire.

Although it did not cause any inconvenience and trouble in life, it is about the dignity of a fire dragon.

"Should we go again?" Adrian scratched his head and put away the large copper kettle.

But... Adrian looked at his vibrant orchard and hesitated.

He cherishes his fruit trees very much. How many fruits each tree bears and whether it grows well or not is his main concern every day.

The last time he brought a big basket of apples to make amends, he felt distressed for two days.

But that mille-feuille pie was really delicious.Adrian recalled happily.

And the owner of the flower field, who is beautiful and kind, glows like a jewel.

Adrian's tail cocked up.

"Let's go again."

This time, what should I take with me?

Adrian wandered around his room, thinking.

Finally decided to bring the strawberry jam I made in spring.

The butler is so good at making snacks, it should be good to bring jam.

"I didn't choose to go during afternoon tea on purpose." Adrian, who was holding two jars of jam, said to himself on the road leading to the depths of the valley.

Standing in front of the still gorgeous manor, Adrian was in a daze.

By the way... what's the name of that shining person...?

Adrian finally discovered this serious neglected problem. (Actually, the noisy elf told him about it, but Adrian had forgotten all about it.)

The last time he paid attention to the precious treasures, now that he thought about it, he realized that he had no idea about the identity and name of the owner of this manor.

Just when Adrian was in a daze, the carved door was suddenly opened without a sound.

"gentlemen."

Adrian was once again terrified by this old housekeeper who was elusive.

"The duke is waiting for you."

That person turned out to be exactly what the elf said, a nobleman... Adrian followed the butler into the front hall with a large silver-rimmed mirror, and continued to focus on two things.

"Your Duke...knows I'm coming?"

Adrian asked quietly.For some reason, he was a little afraid of the stiff old man in front of him.

"The duke doesn't have the ability to predict," the butler looked back at Adrian. "It was you who stood at the door for almost an hour."

It turned out that I was in a daze for so long.Adrian blushed - in human form, he didn't have black skin that could hide his blush, and his face looked like smoke would come out in a second.

"Your duke...what's your name?"

The old housekeeper paused with his hand on the study doorknob, "My master..."

"Richard Ice Grantani Von, my name."

At this time, the door of the study was opened from the inside.

If Adrian often went to holy cities or bustling cities, he would find that this name appeared very frequently in the population of all races.

but.

Our Adrian is a house dragon who has lived alone in the mountains since he was a child and doesn't like shopping.

So he just thought blankly: "This man's smile really shines like a diamond dug out by a dwarf."

"The wind is a bit humid today." Essie helped Adrian open a high-back chair in a gentlemanly manner. "So I prepared some mead from the forest nymphs."

Adrian didn't think it was wrong either - he didn't know that this was usually the etiquette for treating ladies.

So in a way, Adrian is indeed a little country bumpkin.

Adrian's attention was all attracted by the oak barrels on the low table.

"Actually," Adrian moved uneasily on the chair.

"Last time, I forgot to ask..."

"What's wrong?" Ice turned her head gracefully.

"I ate @#%￥%￥@#..." Adrian muttered vaguely.

"?"

Of course Iss didn't hear clearly, in fact no one could hear clearly except Adrian himself.

Turning his head and not looking at Iss, Adrian said in one breath: "After I ate that flower called Moonlight last time, I couldn't breathe fire. I don't know if you know what's going on."

The expected laughter did not ring in his ears, and Adrian turned his head embarrassedly.

"So you love to eat flowers..." Adrian was taken aback, because Iss approached him at some point.

Watching Yisi's delicate face magnify in front of his eyes, the tip of his nose almost touched his own, and he even saw his own reflection in Yisi's emerald-like pupils.

strangeness.

Adrian thought.He realized that his heartbeat was suddenly abnormal, and His approach seemed to bring an indescribable pressure, sticky, wet, and he couldn't move.

"So……"

So close... Adrian could almost feel Iss' breath brushing over his face like the finest velvet, and he held his breath.

His lips parted...closer...

"So, do you like apple pie?"