Nidhogg continued to hold Kael by the shoulders with a dangerously affectionate enthusiasm, while its enormous scaly tail swung behind it like a satisfied colossal dog. The cozy living room of the small dimensional house remained warm by the central fireplace, filled with the sweet smell of freshly baked biscuits and the soft crackling of slowly burning enchanted wood. After the crushing embrace and the emotional threat of spontaneous adoption, Kael finally managed to regain enough space to breathe without immediately risking disappearing among draconic curves again.
Elion, still sunk into the armchair with an expression of spiritual defeat, watched the scene holding a cup of tea.
"That was too fast," she murmured. "It usually takes weeks for Nidhogg to start wanting to keep people at home."
"He's comfortable," Nidhogg replied immediately, as if that explained everything. "Besides, he hugged me first."
"I was being polite."
"And it worked wonderfully."
