Chapter 350: There’s no such thing as too much proposal
"Vrida!"
[Vrida!]
Both of us threw ourselves and hugged the wyvern’s neck. Vrida, the sweet girl, purred softly and enveloped us with its right wing.
"Have you been good? Have you eaten your breakfast?" I stroked her snout and looked into its yellow eyes, which were blinking softly.
"Don’t worry, Young Master. She’s a disciplined girl," the keeper said, patting the side of Vrida’s stomach.
"Good girl!" I stroked both sides of her cheek one last time before retreating toward the edge of Vrida’s nest.
Vrida’s nest was made of vines, woods, and river stones; an open dome structure like the Temple--probably because Vrida’s old Nest in the Castle was not far from it. From the edge of the nest, I could look at the ravine below; a blue stream around five meters wide and three meters deep.
Probably enough for a small boat, right?
As I sat on a boulder to watch the stream, Vrida shifted and laid its head beside me so I could stroke its head. "Vrida, someone--well, some people, more likely--would come to the Lair through this place," I told her. "I don’t know when exactly, but maybe in twenty days."
I drew the number twenty on the ground with a stick and made twenty scratches below it. "If you saw them, don’t do anything," I patted her snout again. "Just let them pass, but be vigilant. If they do anything to hurt you, then you might retaliate--but otherwise, don’t do anything."
Vrida let out a deep growl that Jade translated for me. [Vrida asked if they are dangerous, Master]