POV Alesia:
Alesia stood quietly by her master's side in her bloodstained green dress, the dragon's imposing figure towering high above her petite body. Her eyes glowing in adoration and gratitude, were locked upon her master.
She felt joy and pride flow through her whole body, her draconic blood almost boiling, 'His highness thinks that I am important.'
It was a weird feeling that made her feel fulfilled as a child when praised by her parents or a teacher. It also made her confused why she felt like that.
Suddenly the cold voice of her master resounded through the cave, bringing her out of her inner world, "Alesia, you have served me well, so I will give you an official title fitting of your stance and talent."
These words sent shivers down her whole body, her heart beating even louder. All of the praise made her elven and draconic feeling of superiority even stronger, making her feel even more pride at being praised by her powerful master and getting acknowledged.
