"Paarthurnax?"

The old grey dragon turned to the source of the voice: a revered dragon by the name of Krothurfo. He, along with Vulkreingaar, had been put in charge of military affairs. Krothurfo was an observant dragon who was a master at reading others and could tell when one was lying. In fact, by the time Paarthurnax had warned him about Lila, he had simply said, "I already know."

"Yes, Krothurfo?"

"You have been acting quite unusually today. You seem... worried about something."

"I am worried for Adrien's safety, you know. Just a few days ago-"

Krothurfo sighed. "Yes. I know. I pity the boy. He deserves better than this. Fate can be a cruel and ironic mistress."

"True."

"Are your students learning well?"

"Yes. They learn quite fast."

"Good. Besides, how is the plan to get the two idiots together going?"

"I'm not planning on implementing it until... a few other things first."

"Very well then. I must go now. There are other things that require my attention." Krothurfo bowed, then flew off.

Paarthurnax rested his head on his forearms with a sigh. Ladybug had privately told him after a patrol that she wanted to meet up with him alone two days from then.

A small thought drifted through his mind.

Marinette knows Adrien, and yet she doesn't know him. If he was out of the picture, I wonder how she'd see Cat Noir...