462. A Tantrum Throwing Little Dragon (2)

Davian and I rode through the forest area heading towards the borders, I held Sol in front of me as we rode rather faster.

He didn't seem to be having a hard time as within an hour of we started moving, he fell asleep. His head kept bobbing so, I had rested it against my chest while we moved.

"You like children, don't you Master?" Davian commented and I hummed.

"Maybe,"

He chuckled, "What kind of answer is that? You do like children."

I didn't respond as Sol groaned a bit and I had to adjust him properly while keeping my one hand on the reins. He kept twisting and turning burying himself closer to me making me sigh and I noticed the smoke come out of my mouth. I looked up at the sky which had started growing darker and darker, I didn't realise when the temperatures dropped and Davian also didn't seem to care as he had lived his whole life in a snowy land.