Chapter 370: How Rakonath Learns
So many questions swirled in his head as Max watched Rakonath dozing on the stone floor of the cavern.
After eating four elves, the dragon’s belly was bulging slightly but not near as much as Max had thought it would.
“It’s part of our nature, how we’re made,” Aerthen said as she sat on her stone chair near him. “He would struggle to eat a full-size cow, but those four are not as big as you think they are. None of them had a lot of actual body mass, most elves being lean and all.”
A chuckle came from Fowl as the dwarven warrior turned his cup slowly in his hands.
When he noticed everyone looking at them, the warrior shrugged and pointed at the sleeping silver dragon.
“You’ll realize we’re discussing how fat elves are compared to a cow, right?”
Max grinned, as did everyone but Cordellia.
“Is he going to be okay if I only come back every week or so? Part of me feels like each time I go away, something gets cut off. Something deep inside.”
The large dragon shifted, her humanoid form supported by the stone seat she sat on. She smoothed out the red dress she wore with both hands.