Eltanin sighed deeply as he looked at the dragon. His misty body that was covered in smoky wisps of tendrils against the backdrop of golden apples looked ominous. He closed the distance between them in slow strides, musing about his predicament.
"It seems you are in a lot of tension," said Ladon, sensing the king's worries.
"I am…" Eltanin breathed. "My mother told me about Felis and how he is related to… me."
Ladon slithered down the tree slightly and uncoiled his body. His massive head came right in front of Eltanin's eyes. His red eyes gleamed. "So?"
"So?" Eltanin was shocked by his one word reply. "I am sorry but it is not just a 'so' situation! So many things have changed ever since mother told me about Felis!" he snapped as his raven eyes gazed into Ladon's red ones.
