"Have you found him?" Gertie bombarded the moment Hermes stepped back in."Yes, I did." Her worry transformed into happiness as he observed the change on her face."Oh, thank goodness you found him." She sighed happily and, as soon as she spotted Len, she rushed to embrace him."Do you realize how worried we all were? What would I have said to the kids if we hadn't found you?" Emotions welled up within her, and Hermes watched as Len hugged and reassured her."But that didn't happen, Gertie. There's no need to worry. I'm stronger now." Len proudly displayed his not-so-huge muscles."Yes, my Len is strong." She gently pinched his cheek and moved his face with it."Both of you will take a shower and then come downstairs for breakfast. I made pancakes.""Okay, thanks." Len headed to his room, with Hermes following suit.He closed his eyes and let the cold shower cascade down his well-built body.It wasn't easy for him. Seeing Sage had a perplexing effect on him.After spending considerab
Scar's unexpected visit had me puzzled. But let's be real, he wasn't there to pay me a friendly visit. That self-centered dude couldn't care less about anyone but himself, and I figured that out pretty quickly.Anyway, I didn't want to waste any brain cells thinking about Scar. His name fits him perfectly because he's like a nasty scar in my life that I want to fade away as soon as possible.So there I was, holed up in my room, cooking up a genius plan to speed things up. And just when I was in the zone, in walks Hermes. The way he was eyeballing me, it was like he was trying to play mind-reader. Thank goodness dragons don't have that superpower!"You look lost in thought. What's eating at you?" No knock, just barging in like he owns the place."Ah, just your typical everyday me," I responded with a smile, trying to mask my concerns."Are you sure about that? I have a sixth sense for picking up vibes, and you're radiating worry," Hermes retorted, catching me off guard.I hadn't antici
Scar let out a weary sigh as he walked into his meticulously arranged apartment. The plan to bring Len, who had been designated as his bodyguard, had been communicated to Hermes in advance. It was all part of the punishment that Len had reluctantly agreed to."Hmm," Scar mused, making his way to the bar. He deftly grabbed a bottle of whisky, popping it open with practiced ease. With determination, he began downing the amber liquid, feeling something amiss within himself.Seeking answers, Scar made his way to the study, intent on uncovering more about the elusive Valor's Fort, where Len and himself would embark on their mission together."Let's see," Scar muttered, taking another hearty gulp of whisky, wincing slightly at its fiery taste as it coursed through his veins."Valor, Valor..." He repeated, scanning the shelves lined with books. Yet, despite his efforts, the sought-after information remained frustratingly elusive."What, am I going through the right shelf?" Scar questioned al
"What's the deal with him?" I casually glanced in the direction Scar had disappeared before shifting my attention to Hermes."Beats me, but trust me, Scar's not some nefarious character." He gave me a convincing stare."Alright, let's get back to our training, shall we?" I locked eyes with him, although I couldn't shake off the sense of concern emanating from him. For some reason, it seemed like he cared about Scar more than anyone else."You don't have to force yourself to continue training if you're not up for it." I had a knack for reading body language, and I had already deciphered his.Hermes paced back and forth, his hand on his chin, as if he were concocting a master plan."We've got to pay him a visit." He slid his hands into his pockets, a determined look on his face."What?!" I stared at him in utter disbelief."After the way he just exploded, don't you think it's wise to let him simmer down?" I was really hoping for a concurring response, but alas, he had other plans in min
Fox stormed around his office, seething with anger. Not a peep from Jerry, Lucy, or that bumbling investigator! He pounded his fists on the table, furrowing his brow as he took a swig of the vodka he'd poured.Fox was beyond fed up, so fixated on this mysterious man that he let his crew handle his business for a change.The office phone blared, and Fox snapped to attention, rushing to grab it. Perhaps it held the news he longed to hear."Sir, there's someone here to see you," his secretary's irritating voice grated on his nerves, prompting an inward groan."Who?!" he bellowed, his eyes bulging with frustration. His grip on the telephone was so tight, he could practically feel it crumbling to pieces any second now."It's the investigator, sir," Gigi quivered, fear shimmering in her eyes."Oh, really?" Fox's furious expression morphed into sudden relief."Send him in." He swiftly took a seat, attempting to mask his desperation."Mr. Brown..." Fox's lips curled into a smirk. "I thought y
"Rise and shine, lazybones!" Hermes rapped on Len's door, a mischievous glint in his eyes."Who's there?" Len's drowsy voice grumbled, accompanied by the sounds of him reluctantly dragging himself out of bed."It's your fearless coach, and you've got a measly five minutes until training starts. I'll be waiting." Hermes announced, striding off to join Gertie and the gang in the living room, who were already digging into breakfast."Hermes, darling, why don't you join us for a little breakfast too?" Gertie cajoled, her eyes twinkling with mischief."No way, Gertie. You know your cooking is irresistible, and if I even take a bite, I'll be tempted to stay. I've got to whip Len into shape." Hermes replied, shaking his head firmly, while Gertie flashed him a charming smile."Alright, but make sure you two don't push yourselves too hard. Stay safe and don't forget to take breaks!" Gertie advised, before returning to her hearty meal.Perched on the couch, Hermes impatiently awaited Len, who w
The days of training forged an unbreakable bond between Hermes and me. We became inseparable, uncovering new depths of understanding. There was just one secret I hadn't revealed to him—I was a girl.With my promise to speak on Hermes' behalf to Sage, I hadn't crossed paths with her lately. Determined to catch her attention, Hermes and I embarked on our stakeout, patiently waiting for her to appear.Our training was yielding excellent results, as was the progress of our audacious plan to storm Valour's fort. As we waited for Sage on that decisive day, I couldn't contain my excitement, eagerly anticipating my imminent freedom."Is she intentionally ignoring him?" I pondered the possibilities and decided it was time for a visit to Sage's residence. I turned to Hermes and proposed the idea."Are you kidding me? What would you say? That I sent you?" Hermes' eyes widened in disbelief as he launched into a passionate rant. I patiently waited for him to regain composure. He feared Sage's perc
Scar seethed with frustration at the infuriating sight of Hermes and Len together. They had been frolicking about, exchanging laughter and banter after each training session, leaving him utterly clueless as to their conversation topics.For what felt like an eternity, Scar had been observing them, and a surge of anger coursed through his veins. Unable to contain himself any longer, he mustered the courage to march toward the duo who were engaged in their training."What on earth is happening here?" Scar barked, fixing a piercing glare on both of them."Heavens! Scar, we didn't even notice you!" Hermes scratched his head sheepishly as he spoke."Naturally! Why would you? I explicitly assigned you to train him, yet here you are, having a grand old time," Scar scowled, sensing Len's discomfort already."We're wrapping up the training already. If we hadn't lingered for a moment, you wouldn't have met us." Hermes calmly explained, meeting Scar's gaze with an unflinching neutrality."Humph,