“Yes, little one, I am,” whispers the Dowager.
This caught the Baron off guard. How could his mother be a Dragon. That’s not right since she was his mother and he knew he wasn’t a Dragon. Something else must be going on here. “Mom, can you tell me what you two are talking about? Please?”
Griselda smiles at her son and the dragon. "We are the Guardians and descendants of the Wish Dragon clan. We once worked with the Wish Dragons to help make ‘Wishes’ come true. Why, Allowishes do you think you can find the magical creatures you save? And why you feel the need to help and protect them? Hungry, you are the first Wish Dragon I have seen in many, many, many years. Sadly there was a dark time that came to the Village that destroyed the trust between the Dragons and us. They were driven away - never to be seen again. You, Hungry, are the answer to my 'Wish'. Now, lets go back to the parlor so I can sit down in a comfortable chair and I will tell you all about your Dragon history."