Feeling that his task was more or less done, and that watching the show was still his top priority, Hill even had the leisure to wonder whether Selûne would simply watch or get involved herself.
In any other world, Hill would never have thought that the home-loving Silver Moon Goddess might be tempted. But he had enjoyed a fairly quiet few days, and so remembered something unimportant that had nevertheless surprised him at the time.
Angjiled, the source of that red dragon's life, was the exquisite, translucent little emerald sphere Hill had dug out with his own hands.
It was the pseudo-divine artifact that allowed chromatic dragons to disguise themselves as level 18 mages and slowed their aging.
Hill had never intended to keep it, so Selûne had taken it... back then, the Silver Moon Goddess had said she was very interested in that little dragon.
Although Hill had found it rather strange that she was curious about something utterly unrelated to her, he had not investigated further, because she was Selûne.
Never show your curiosity in front of Selûne... Throughout his years in Toril, Hill had reminded himself of that at every moment.
Of course, the ordinary curiosity anyone might have was fine, but he absolutely could not let Selûne think they shared the same interests.
Otherwise, the kindhearted Silver Moon Goddess would never keep any secrets from Hill, and would happily take him along to explore the world as she saw it.
Toril held no secrets from her, but it certainly did from Hill.
Besides, who would really dare tag along behind her for fun?
In a sense, Selûne's eternally unchanging personality was no different from that of a child who would never grow up... an immature child only saw what she wanted, without considering whether it might