Tale As Old As Time
"No, Havu."
The serpent lifted his head, not once moving from Fyn's chest. It tilted its head to the side as if bowing. "A serpent like me is lucky enough to live for as long as 25 years. I have lived longer than that, master. I have lived before the village of Gashea was even filled with huts and barns. You have given me the gift of life, Master. I have used it for long, it is time to pass it to someone who would use it as wisely as I did."
"Havu, stop it," Kavan repeated, feeling his resolve crumbling, Fyn's hand turning heavy. "No."