King Corvus treasured these quiet afternoons more than he ever admitted aloud. His work table was covered in scrolls and domain maps, while beside him sat his little Kelpie, legs folded neatly, staring at his notebook with intense focus.
This was their routine.
Corvus worked.
Kelpie played with himself.
Sometimes he splashed tiny drops of water everywhere when he got excited.
But today… Kelpie was strangely still.
Suspiciously still.
Maybe because he was studying today.
Corvus glanced to the side, expecting to see his son doodling fishes or drawing funny drawings. Instead, Kelpie sat frozen like a tiny statue, eyes narrowed at the page. His little fingers were folded together as if he were meditating.
Corvus smiled faintly.
Perhaps his son was finally learning how to concentrate.
But then he heard it.
A strange tiny whisper.
"Blorp… bolp… brain go bright…"
Corvus' quill paused in midair.
He slowly turned his head.
Kelpie didn't notice.
