"Do you know what is so special about this place?"
Manifesting a flower made of ice and snow in his hand, Azmakul raised it up to the sky and watched the light of the river in the sky through its petals, Sabrina didn't know why he was doing it, neither did she know why he asked that question.
She gulped, finding it hard to even think in his presence. The cold of this savage planet was completely overpowered by the oppressive pressure, of the dragon taking the form of a tall elf. She wasn't even feeling cold anymore, her body was refusing to do so.
Whether it was the dragon's doing, or something she was doing out of subconscious reflex, she didn't know. What she did know, was she had to answer.
Anything would be fine, she was unable to lie if she wasn't aware of the 'specialty' about this place, the Jade Palace, but then again, she also had to put some thought in her answer.
