CHAPTER 12General Tullica was striding through the royal forest, searching for Estar. Queen Solemnia Celena of Bucansi wanted to invite the unicorns to celebrate the spring together, and only the general was willing to brave an encounter with immortals—mainly the fae warriors—residing in the royal forest.
“Are you actually flowering?” came Milorth’s voice from the creek.
“I’m a tree; it’s spring,” came the responding growl. “What do you expect?”
The general stopped in his tracks and wondered if he should interfere.
“Can I have one of your flowers? It would pretty up my cave.”
“No, you can’t.”
“Oh, come on, It’s just one flower.”
“I said no.”
The general pressed his lips together and approached the arguing immortals. “Dragon, leave the forest nymph alone.” He stepped around the corn
