The Apple Tree's Hidden Quest      

Though excitement fluttered within Horizon—imagining the robe and staff he could finally craft for Silphie using Fae parts—Horizon couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this offer.

Horizon's gaze flickered to the dragon's ancient form, her bark-like scales glistening under the dappled sunlight, a faint aura of both wisdom and peacefulness swirling around her.

The Apple Tree Dragon paused, a deep sigh escaping her as if weighed down by the centuries. Her eyes, glowing like embers nestled in the heart of an old oak, softened.

A slow, knowing smile curled her lips. "You're right to be cautious," she said, her voice now tinged with amusement. "I can tell you're no ordinary adventurer. You bear the strength of one who could command dragons weaker than yourself."