Chapter 147: The Scent of Scaled Majesty

Solas knew that Nicodemus would find out about this ruin of a village. The troll would return, his two-handed axe ready to chop down Brandon's neck.

He still didn't bring himself to hide the crime. The witch was to blame, the blond knew.

Nightshade berries and a T-Rex… that foolish woman.

"No, no, no…!" Pan had been repeating it for hours now.

Solas let him. This was his land now.

Those were his people.

"Doran, look for something of Brandon's," during such times, Solas let the cold bastard his parents had forged him into out.

Brandon was his soulmate. It was his duty to protect him.

At the end of the day, the former king had to admit that had he not walked into Brandon's cave demanding the dragon turn into a human, this would not have happened.

There were no humans in the land of the Endless Flames.