The Dragon Egg Runaway

After giving birth to the Celestial Lord’s twin dragon eggs, I faked my death and fled with one of them.
Three hundred years later, I had to run an errand. I gave my young son, who had just taken human form, a stern warning.
My dearest, you be a good boy and wait for Mommy at home. I'll be right back.
He nodded obediently.
The moment my back was turned, he secretly followed me to the mortal realm.
When I found him, I had no choice but to bring him along.
Until one day, as I was leading him home by the hand, a figure barrelled toward the entrance of our valley.
"Mommy! What took you so long? I've been waiting for a whole month!"
I froze.
My son was at home?
Then who was I holding hands with?

1.
Truthfully, I’d noticed something was off with Kai about two weeks ago.
He was the undisputed little demon king of Silvermist Valley. Everything from the mountain spirits to the birds and bugs had suffered his "tyranny" at one point or another.
But on this trip to the mortal realm, he was being... unnervingly well-behaved.
He'd even mastered the aura-concealing art I'd spent half a month trying to teach him.
"Oh, my boy, if you'd told me you were this good at hiding your presence, I would've brought you out ages ago!" I exclaimed, overjoyed. I cupped his face in my hands, squishing his cheeks.
Normally, he'd squawk, "Mom, stop squishing my face!"
But this time, he just let me maul him, his face flushing red, his eyes wide and bright.
Strange. Very strange.
But I didn't suspect a thing. I just figured my lessons had finally sunk in.
And so, we spent a wonderfully "harmonious" month together in the mortal realm.

2.
It wasn't until now, staring at the two identical "Kais" in front of me, that I realized I might have made a tiny mistake.
"Mommy! Who is he?!"
The real Kai was far less composed than I was. He looked at my hand, still holding the other boy's, his expression one of utter betrayal.
"When… when did you give me a little brother?!"
"..."
Seeing his dramatic flair, the over-the-top gestures and expressions, I knew instantly.
Yup. This one was mine.
"Don't be ridiculous! I was gone for a month. How could I possibly have a brother this big for you!" I gave him a light bonk on the head.
Kai yelped in pain but didn't back down. "Then why does he look exactly like me?"
Well… I didn't know the answer to that.
At first, I'd thought he might be a spirit who had taken on Kai's form. But thinking back, very few beings outside our valley had ever seen my son's true face. What kind of spirit would possess such powerful magic that they could even fool me?
I was baffled. But after a month together, I knew this boy meant no harm.
I cleared my throat. "Young friend, is there a reason you've taken on my son's appearance to follow me?"
The "fake" Kai, who I now called "young friend," was still reeling from the shock of seeing his double. Hearing my voice, he looked at me blankly.
"I didn't change my form. And… you were the one who called out to me first that day."
"..."
A murderous glare shot at me from my other side. I gently pushed the real Kai's face away, feeling a bit sheepish.

3.
He was right.
That day, I’d just left the valley and arrived in the mortal realm when I saw a child standing in front of a bun stall. He was the spitting image of Kai. My heart leaped into my throat, and I immediately ran over and grabbed him.
"You little rascal! Didn't you promise me you'd stay in the valley? Why did you follow me out here?"
I was in the middle of a full-blown lecture and completely missed the look of confusion in his eyes. It was only after I finished scolding him that I heard a loud growl from his stomach.
"Hungry? Wait here." I went to the stall, bought two warm buns, and stuffed them into his hands. "Remember, don't wander off. And hide your aura. This place is crawling with monsters that snatch children."
I chattered on, holding his hand tightly.
The problem was, after he finished the buns, he never bothered to tell me I had the wrong kid. He just let me feed and care for him for a whole month.
Thinking of it that way, I felt perfectly justified.
The boy, on the other hand, knew he was in the wrong. He fidgeted with the corner of his shirt, head bowed. "I'm sorry. It was my fault."
"Is 'sorry' gonna cut it? You went and claimed my mommy as your own! Where's your mommy, huh?!" Kai was not appeased. He stood with his hands on his hips, glaring at the other boy.
The boy's voice was a whisper. "I don't have a mommy."
"..."
Kai, who had been full of righteous fury just a moment ago, froze. His hands dropped to his sides. He shot me a look that screamed, Mom, I messed up, what do I do now?
So, he was a poor, motherless child. That explained a lot.
I sighed. For the moment, I forgot to wonder why this child was an exact copy of Kai. I chalked it up to the mysteries of the universe—if nature could create similar landscapes, why not similar faces?

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