Damian was not sick at all.
The little prince was just pretending.
He had been demanding the audience of Liana over and over again. When nobody bothered to give him a proper answer, he planned to feign his own suffering to draw his father's attention.
" What is it that our little Prince desires? We promise to scan the entire territory to fetch you that! "
The Master lovingly patted the head of the little Prince who had gone on a hunger strike.
" Mama... "
He said, looking straight at Draco and then again turned back.
The Master looked at Draco, who didn't know what he aught to say , then turned back at Damian.
" Prince Damian, by Mama do you mean your human care giver whose name is Liana? "
The Master should not have stepped on the wrong foot of that little dragon.
Damian let a shrill roar out, emitting orange flames. As soon as the shelf in front caught fire, the other care givers rushed to take the blaze down. Little dragon prince rolled his eyes at his father this time, completely
ignoring the Master's existence.
" Mama... "
he repeated once more with his tiny hands folded on his breast.
Master was about to say something else but Draco brushed him aside and stepped forward.
He went down on his knees so he could match the height of his son.
He took Damian's tiny hands in his palm.
" You want Mama? Are you missing her? "
Master was taken a back. Was the fierce Dragon Lord able to talk in such a tender manner? His voice was as soft as a petal falling over snow. It was unreal. It was impossible.
Damian nodded to let his father know that he was correct.
" Well, Damian, you see she was badly injured when we went to save you from that bad uncle. You remember that right? "
Damian nodded again. He was a sensible child.
" And you do know that she is not like you and me physically. She is a human. Her body needs a different kind of care. "
This time Damian did not nod in agreement. Draco did not know which part he was not agreeing with. Possibly the part where it required him to agree that he and Liana was not the same.
" She is now at an infirmary in the human world... "
Draco could not complete his sentence . Damian jumped on his lap before that. It was the first time he did so and it left Draco extremely puzzled and emotional.
He thought his boy was down and tried to give him a hug, wrapping his own arm around the toddler.
But he shook Draco's grip off. He pointed at the door, nudged Draco and repeated, " Mama... mama go...! "
Draco was lost. He needed translation.
" Perhaps our Prince wants to go to the human world to meet his mother. "
Master's words made Damian look at him. Master smiled at the little boy. He knew he had rephrased his words and used the terms to the boy's liking
Damian nodded vigorously at him and smiled.
It was very clear this time. The boy wanted Liana at all cost.
Denying him was no option. He was the son of the Dragon Lord. He took what he liked.
So they prepared for the departure.
" Lucian should be in charge of the borders. Master, you need to take responsibilities for the Royal office in my absence. "
Draco set the priorities straight as he got changed into human wears.
Damian too was decked in a cute dungaree with matching pair of socks and shoes to go with that.
" Are we ready to roll champ? Time to slay some human chicks with our new avatar. "
Draco threw Damian high up in air as he hovered over his father , giggled, pulling his hair.
Lucian watched them from a far away tower.
" How convenient. Draco finally did find his son a new mother. Kiara, do you now see this? Are you happy with your choice now? Is your feeble love fantasy satisfied in death as your beloved husband gives the title that once belonged to you, to a mere human? Are you content Kiara? I guess it's all a game of fate. You and I were meant to suffer no matter what we ever did. That dude over there, always got away with whatever. He has always been the lucky one. He has always been the choosen one. "
Lucian's scoff was so fierce that his eyes lit up with his inner fire.
He jumped off the tower, bursting into his beast and then flying away.
Draco too took off with Damian, heading towards Liana's hospital.
They just landed right in front of the hospital gate when
Mystic Joe came running towards them.
" You can't... she has.... it's not........ "
He was huffing and spewing more nonsense than any actual word.
"How did you even know that we were coming? "
Draco's sharp eyes did not miss Mystic Joe when he had been waiting at the verandah, peaking. He had obviously been waiting for their arrival. If it was not for them, then it was definitely for someone else.
" I knew... I knew you would come back. But I... But I didn't know you would bring a child along. "
Damian looked at him with firey eyes as he took several steps back.
" Umm, well... "
He was still murmuring when Draco decided to just push him away and walk inside.
But he caught his hand.
" You can't go. I mean... "
He didn't even get to complete the sentence when Damian hit his forehead with his two fingers. It left a visible mark but the man looked delighted.
" I have been blessed by a dragon. Oh my good luck! "
he exclaimed looking at his own distorted reflection on the metallic gate.
The drama was getting too loud. Draco tried going forward once again.
" No... You can't go.Not like this? "
He threw himself at Draco's feet this time.
Draco had a compelling urge to walk right over his back, but he got a grip on himself and asked.
"What is it? What happened? Just say it! "
Mystic Joe sat up.
" Miss Liana is still at a very critical stage.
The doctors said not even a tiny agitation was permissible. "
He was really checking Draco's patience or he must have had a death wish.
" Why do you keep repeating what I already know? "
Draco asked through gritted teeth.
" Oh, yeah. The thing is Miss Liana has forgotten about most of her daily things. I mean she does remember you and everything, but she has completely forgotten that you are a dragon or a king. She is stuck with the phase when you , " Mystic Joe dropped his voice and whispered, coming near Draco's ear, " had lost all your powers. She remembers you as her husband whom her mother despises. "
Draco watched Mystic Joe within battering his eyelid, evaluating what he just said.
" Well, I guess we will just have to remind her then. Tell her about our reality. "
Draco was about to rush in again when Mystic Joe fell at his feet once again.
" I am afraid my Lord the doctors said that might become life threatening for her. Any memory, if forced on her, might trigger her psychosomatic response. It might send another round of attacks down her entire nervous system. "
He stood up after he finish. Dusted himself, bowed and then moved out of Draco's way.