"Ely you shouldn't harass the weak." Shargein said as he licked the baby girl's face. "It's what a bully does."
"Ba!" Too tired and hungry to explain herself, Elysia touched the Wyrmling with the Dragon Scales and let them do the talking.
"It's still your fault." Shargein tilted his head. "You are strong, and your dad was here. Nothing could happen."
"Mebbe." With her stomach full and her head clear, Elysia wasn't so sure she had done the right thing anymore.
"Here we are." Kamila entered the room with a Warp Steps, recognizing the closed door as a request for privacy. "How is our little tyrant doing?"
Her voice was calm, but Elysia knew that when her mother scowled, she was in big trouble.
"Well, are you proud of yourself, young lady? First, you attacked our guests, and then you attacked your mother." Kamila said. "What did we say about Mirror Magic? What if someone got hurt?"
The idea of injuring her mother hit Elysia like a bucket of cold water.
