Hill ignored the two dragons, who were so shocked they were babbling nonsense, and merely glanced at Lynn. "Handle what comes next. It would be best if those people believed Telly and Tasting killed this Green Dragon."
"Huh?" Tasting's eyes widened in shock. "Who would believe that? If I had that kind of ability, would I have let her chase me all over the place?
"I couldn't even scratch Klauridra's hide!
"Look at this huge scar on my belly! Her son did that!"
"Telly has good parents. A lot of people will suspect him," Hill said simply.
Knowing that Hill could not lie and could only imply certain things, Lynn immediately took over. "I'll do my best to handle it. Are you sure no one besides us saw anything, Hill?"
"Within the Mythal's range, no one could have seen anything.
"Those refugees are still on the other side of the forest. Without a Druid to guide them, they can't get over here." Hill looked up at the mountain peak. "There's no one up there either. No movement at all.
"Her other son apparently didn't come along."
"He must have stayed in Waterdeep," Lynn said disdainfully.
"It is Waterdeep, but not Khelben." Hill spoke slowly. "It's probably those rivals who don't want Khelben to rise to power.
"You all saw that silver light filling the sky. As Chosen of the Goddess of Magic, they became beacons for the Magic Weave.
"As someone like a savior, his reputation must be incredibly high right now. If they don't suppress him, even Khelben himself might become Waterdeep's true lord.
"How ironic would that be?"
"Wasn't this about his son?" Tasting blurted out without thinking, giving Telly the perfect chance to mock him a few times.
Is this dragon friendship? Hill watched the two dragons