Chapter 46 Stella Altum
"What are you doing, child?" Mira asked as Aldred sucked on her nipple.
"I thought you want me to suck it."
"That was a test."
"Oh… can I still suck them though?"
"…"
…
At a little corner of the Thignia Kingdom, bordering between Montcresia, and Ceraisian stood a mountain of incredible height. Its tall cliffs of sun-baked stones were gnawed by unceasing winds. This was Mount Fargon. The source of many myths and legends. A wyrm flew near the mountain. Suddenly, a giant basilisk snapped out from a cave and bit its neck. The wyrm screeched in pain as the basilisk pulled its prey to the cave, and the scream of its prey was never heard again. The climbers who were hanging on the cliff had a grim expressions when they saw this. Mount Fargon was said to contain a treasure more valuable than others. Every year, brave and slightly crazy explorers would come and try to climb its peak.
But it wasn't the wind nor the creatures that they should be worried about.