[michime]

"That is a very good book," Darius agreed when he saw which one Tobias picked out.  "You'll like it.  It talks a great deal about wars and how certain people were worshiped."  He explained then turned out the library to head toward the hot spring. 

"You don't have to worry about getting them wet.  The pages were covered in a thin layer of wax when they were made."  He used his chin to point to the open page since his hands were occupied at the time.  "If you have any trouble with the ancient terms, let me know.  I will explain them as best I can.  So much languages have been lost to time and some words don't translate."  He liked having Tobias like  this, in his arms with a book propped up on his book.  His cherished seemed so relax and happy. 

"Humans are fools.  If something is not evil, why should anyone be judged for doing it?  Dragon Kings talk however we want.  If I want to use woodspeak, I will," Darius found himself scoffing at the foolishness of humans.   They trapped themselves in lives they hated all so others wouldn't judge them.  Blah!  Just a miserable and lonely way to live.  "So my speaking woodspeak is like salted caramel to you?"  He asked knowing all about the human sweet.