[NERO is so light.]
Nikolai couldn't believe that his thirteen-year-old son only weighed this much.
He wanted Nero to gain weight as soon as possible, but it was something that they shouldn't rush. Like what William said earlier, it should be done naturally.
[I'll put Morton Stroganoff in charge of Nero's meals from now on.]
Morton Stroganoff was his Executive Chef, so he could trust him.
"You should stay here in my room in the meantime, Nero," Nikolai said after he put Nero to bed. "I'll leave South by your side since he's in charge of the dragon egg, anyway."
Speaking of the dragon egg, Neoma, William, and South went to the room next door.
William would probably teach Neoma how to help the dragon egg hatch.
"I don't mind," Nero said, his face and voice void of emotions. "But I don't think the palace is the right place for me to stay at while recovering, Father."
