Since it seemed no one was taking care of the grounds around the Mansion, a seedling dandelion was easier to find than it should have been. "I might have to listen to Mom and actually hire more help around here," thought the Baron as he looked at the dandelions in his gardens. Quickly picking one he returned to the parlor. "I have it! Now off to the caves," he said as the Dowager rose from the chair and started to the door leading to the caves under the Mansion.
"Is it too hopeful that a Wish Dragon has returned?" she mused.
Upon entering the cave, they see the young Dragon sitting on a rock watching them. “Hello little one. My son says your name is Hungry and that you are a ‘Secret’. But, you may be more than that. We shall determine that soon. I am the Dowager Griselda, the Baron’s mother and am very happy to meet you. May I ask you some questions?”
“Will it hurt?” asked the Dragon. “If it does, then I don’t want to do it.”
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