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Taming a dragon is one thing but being forced to be the father? Venion was left chained in the role as a caretaker or lose his balls. Castrated and unable to sire an heir if he ever grows old enough to have one.
All because two guardians of the dragon race showed themselves upon him when the black dragon hatched.
Venion didn't know whether he should laugh or cry, he's just nineteen. Doing anything he can to be the heir of the Stan family, not a father of a spoiled hatchling! It was frustrating to hide the fact there's apparently two guardians of the dragon race following him and the black dragon is no longer being tamed like he was told to do but it's better than being threatened to get castrated every second.
Speaking of which, the guardians in question have been glaring at him for putting the black dragon— Raon, in time out.
“You're seriously punishing our mighty dragon for burning a few chairs by accident? You're being cruel.” One of the two guardians, Cale, says while clutching what Venion would assume is the location of his heart.
“You're making Raon cry. You made him cry.” The second guardian, Kim Rok Soo or rather Roksu, said.
‘These two orange fucks are siding with the intentional arsonism of that dragon!?’ Venion was aghast
“Are you serious?” He questioned.
“Of course.” The two orange teletubby looking furry fucks said.
“You're enablers, you're the reason the black dragon started swearing recently.” Venion curses.
“Us? Excuse you, we're great examples for—”
Whatever the numbskulls were going to cheekily lie about got cut off by Raon's timeout finally being over that he's now perched on Venion’s shoulder. The dragon is getting heavier. Growing nourished, infuriating.
“Human, I won't burn your chairs again next time, can I eat sweets now?” Raon asked nice and sweetly, curses.
“Fine.” Venion relents. It's not like he had a choice anyway. No, he's not fucking fond of this stupid dragon, he's not soft for this stupid creature, it's just that he was supposed to tame it.
“There's our Onceler!” The two guardians cheered, fuck them.
“Stop calling me that, you orange furball abominations.” Venion curses them once more while the mighty Raon Miru purrs and nuzzles on Venion who can't do anything to lash out on this stupid black dragon, no he's not fond of Raon, no. He's only allowing this because he was threatened to get castrated by the two guardians, nothing else.
He does not care for Raon—
“Human, I want hugs!”
…
No he's not contradicting himself, he's only hugging Raon because the two orange shitballs would lose their shit on him if he doesn't give Raon a hug that was asked from him.
Cale dramatically wipes his non-existing tears away.
“Kids, they grow up so fast. Look at our Venion over here stepping up as a father figure for our Raon.”
Roksu nods in agreement, the two menacing imbeciles of the Henituse family’s abomination children mocking him— They're not even older than him, they're literally below him in rank among nobles as the count’s sons!
Oh, did he forget to mention?
Count Deruth Henituse and the late Countess Jour Henituse had a very interesting relationship with an older guardian known as the Lorax whose affinity is more among the trees than his late children Cale Henituse and Roksu Henituse who took interest of looking after the dragon race more with their dire lack of population since their father, Lorax is already handling nature.
If you asked Deruth Henituse how it happened? He said, and I quote;
“We loved nature and the guardian of nature loved us back. Though we have been seeing each other less since Jour had passed, we're still so close to just call each other friends again.” The Count said this while the Lorax was shaking his furry, hairy, orange, ass in the background. Some said it's called twerking or whatever that indecent nonsense is being called as an excuse for public nudity.
“Human, human, human!—”
Venion wants to gag, he does NOT want to know the crazy love life of the Henituse family but golly, guess what? It's so fucking public that even other kingdoms know about their crazy relationship! It's the main gossip of any city. There's even rumors that Count Deruth Henituse was the one who gave birth to Cale Henituse and Roksu Henituse over the fact he wasn't seen in public for exactly 9 months until the twin abominations were born. It was just a rumor of course.. Hopefully. Venion has no intentions of KNOWING the sex life of Count Henituse. Knowing they exist already makes Venion cry at night.
Raon frowns when his human, Venion, is still ignoring him, distracted with who knows what.
“Human!” The little dragon is frustrated
“Dad!” hearing the unfamiliar yet familiar call made Venion finally realize Raon was calling him.
Huh, he must've lost track of what's going on from his mental spiral on the Henituse twins.. Raon was looking at him worriedly.
Likely because of his face paling while he was grimacing of the disgusting information he unfortunately knows way too much about. It was basically forced upon his throat until he gags from it.
“Dad, you were ignoring me again.” Raon sulks. Venion’s expression couldn't help but soften.
“Sorry, what is it?” Venion says as he pats his dragon son’s head— His ward, he meant his ward.
“Hmph! As I, the great Raon Miru, was saying. You, human shall carry me all day on my birthday!” Raon says cheerfully, his tail practically wagging like a puppy’s tail when treats are mentioned.
Spoiled. This dragon is spoiled rotten. At this point, the dragon is taming him.
“Fine.” Venion agrees knowing damn well this dragon gets heavier each year with how much of a glutton Raon is as well.
Venion chose to ignore the two guardians as they're making him remember unsavory memories of when he could obliviously ignore what an abomination they are and freakish the Henituse territory is until they're basically stuck by his side like glue.
The worst part? Count Deruth Henituse thought he was FRIENDS with his abomination SONS. Friends? Him? With the two orange teletubbies that have an uncanny resemblance to human faces? He'd rather run away and be a commoner.
“Let's go, Raon. You said you wanted sweets earlier, no?” Venion says as he starts to walk towards one of the side kitchens in the estate. Raon being a dragon is quite smart despite being a child, knowing they're going out where people could potentially see them despite not being the main rooms around the Stan household, he used his magic to turn invisible.
Would this cause a minor rumor of Venion having a sweet tooth? Perhaps but again, it's better than being castrated.