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"Your mother?" Amethyst wondered, tilting her head. "Wait... is she...?!"
"Yeah, my mother is Nifl, the Primordial Dragon Mother of Ice Dragons!" Drake nodded. "I know it's rare nowadays for a young dragon like me to be a direct descendant of the primordial mothers, but it happens sometimes. She's still alive after all, and dad just told you how they had another baby, my little brother, we can meet him there! I'm sure you'll love him, he's really cute."
"O-Okay..." Amethyst nodded, as she quickly went to the Realm of Ice Dragons with Fafnir and Drake, leaving Svartalf behind.
"Take care!" Svartalf said, waving her hand. "Please consider what I told you, Drake! I would love to bear your child!"
"E-Enough!" Drake screamed out of embarrassment, closing the gate behind him and appearing in the snowy fields of the Ice Dragon Realm. "Phew... I like my grandmother, and I love her, but she's a little weird sometimes."
