"We gave it some thought, but the Renaissance was starting and we decided to take our child to Italy to learn the arts and sciences." Replied Vindivir. "By the time he would have been old enough to make the flight across the ocean, Machu Picchu had been abandoned..." Vindivir trailed off, no longer looking at Noel. Instead, the old lizard seemed to be starring at a point miles behind the winter god, the mention of his son seeming to be the catalyst.
But as soon as it had begun, his momentary shift in mood was gone.
"We did manage to visit the ruins after we immigrated to North America." Vindivir noted, sipping his tea.
"What about you, Noel? Are you mated- er, married- to anyone?"
But as soon as it had begun, his momentary shift in mood was gone.
"We did manage to visit the ruins after we immigrated to North America." Vindivir noted, sipping his tea.
"What about you, Noel? Are you mated- er, married- to anyone?"