Another Job First...

As the meeting with Drat, Arnie, Dree, and the Gooblin King finished up with the King just walking out of the throne room, there was a lot to be discussed. "Wow, I wasn't expecting that," said Arnie throwing her arms up in the air.​"Now Arnie and you too, Drat, knowing the Gooblin King's greatest desire that it has to be kept a secret," said Dree. 

​"After all, a secret is no longer a secret if everyone knows about it," Dree reminded his friends.  "And each of us should be allowed our personal secrets when they hurt no others."

​Arnie did not have a problem with this as she kept many secrets herself, especially as a 'Borrower' of somebody else's stuff.  Drat, on the other hand, being the chief minion for the Troll King, had a few misgivings about keeping secrets from his boss.  "Think of this way," Dree had told him, "Once we help the Gooblin King obtain his secret desire, then it won't be a secret anymore and you can tell King Dulbbe all about it."  Finally Drat agreed.

The real surprise about the secret to Dree was that even though Hir'aeth thought Dree knew all along what it was because of his one word answer, Dree was just as in the dark about what was the secret as his friends.  "If whatever is in the bag hadn't told me what to say, we would all probably be sitting in a deep dark dungeon by now," thought Dree.  He knew that it would have been a short stay since the Gooblin King didn't keep prisoners for very long.  But still sitting in any dank, dark, musty, spider covered cell would not have been fun no matter how long one was in it.  "I wonder what is in this bag?" Dree pondered while Arnie and Drat were heavily discussing any ideas they could come up with on how to fulfill Hir'aeth's desire.

"I am in the bag Master," came a voice that only Dree could hear.  "I have waited long for you to find me.  How may I serve you?"

The last comment surprised the Dragon.  Dree twisted and turned his head just to make sure that no one else had heard the voice.  "Okay... how can I talk to you so no one else can hear?" thought Dree and no sooner than he finished the question in his mind the voice answered.  "You just have to think it like you are and I will hear."  Now this really disturbed the young Dragon as he did not want someone else hearing all of his thoughts. 

​"I understand," the voice replied in the Dragon's head.  "I will only hear the thoughts you send when you first speak my name or hold me close as you are doing so now."

"But I don't know your name," realized Dree.  "I don't even know what you are!"

"But Master, you are the one who made me...  How could you not know my name?" the voice asked sounding very confused.  It was then that the others interrupted Dree's silent conversation with the trinket in the bag.

"I was just telling Arnie that I explained to the Gooblin King about the current Dragon issue and their return to the Realm of Wymsy.  I am glad he agreed that his desire can wait until we have taken care of that situation.  Are you ready to go?" Drat asked Dree.  Dree glanced once more at the bag in his claw and decided this was not the best place to continue his 'private' conversation with the trinket.  "Yes, we need to tell the others what we have discovered."  When Hir'aeth returned to the throne room, Dree approached the king as Gooblin King sat on his throne and requested permission for them to depart.

Hir'aeth told them they may go but reminded the Dragon of his promise.  Dree replied, "I will come back to honor the favor to you as soon as the return of my kin can be sorted out."  Dipping his head in a bow to the King who returned the nod, Dree and his companions left the Gooblin King's throne room and were escorted out of the palace by the guards who had been told to wait outside of the room.  "I think we need to go to the Baron's Mansion first," Dree told the others as he still wondered what was the trinket and why did it keep calling him Master...