At the top of the cave, there was a floor dedicated to Arkan alone. About eight stories high from the ground. No other creatures had permission to step inside that private quarter, except for Cecil and Anthony on special occasions.
That day was a special occasion.
Both saw what had transpired between Arkan and Lyria. And though tiring, both climbed the long stairs to Arkan’s chamber. Cecil muttered in annoyance about how small legs like hers should not be forced to climb so many stairs all the way to the top. While Anthony kept one eye on her, making sure that the cat would not give up climbing midway.
By the time they had reached their destination, Arkan was throwing a tantrum by hitting the stone walls with his tail. He even spewed fire now and then to the empty air, scorching some pa
