Cassius didn't stay after taking a bath. The clean dragon wore his signature black color and fled the room before Primrose could ask him anything more about the so called prophecy and the curse.
He must be at his limit of communication. Anything beyond that would probably overwhelm him. Being the gracious one, Primrose let him go.
The bath water turned into rabbits and hopped around the large tub. Foam turned into trees and small monkeys made of bubbles hung over then. Primrose closed her eyes and sighed in relief.
The pain melted off her body at an excruciatingly slow pace.
The dark creatures. Dragons. Curse. Prophecy. These topics kept revolving in her mind. Her body submerged into the water.
Being able to breathe in the water was one of the tricks that was never tried before. Primrose was to……
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