knock.. tock.. tock..
"It's time for breakfast, Princess." The voice of the servant girl who had escorted Rose yesterday came from behind the door.
Not long after, there was the sound of the door opening.
Rose was ready to wear her ivory dress. She had gotten used to taking care of herself after a whole month of traveling with the all-male dragon race.
"Come follow me, princess." Zizi again led the way.
Tap.. tap.. tap..
Only their footsteps could be heard along the corridor. The servant of the Dragon Race was very quiet. She didn't say a word outside of her duties. Causing the journey of the two girls to be filled with silence.
A resounding sound of wood rang out as Zizi opened the large door of the dining room which was made of carved wood that was coated with gold color degradation.
"Please come in, princess. The food is ready." Zizi said without entering the room.
"Thank you." Rose answered politely.
Silence. Rose was a little curious as to why they didn't meet anyone else during their trip to this place. Rose's gaze scanned the details in the dining room.
The large dining table that could accommodate more than ten people was also semi-golden in color. The velvet chairs that surround it have red seats with wooden handles that maintain the golden color that dominates every corner of the palace.
On the table, there were several dishes that gave off a delicious aroma. Feeling hungry just by smelling the aroma, Rose immediately put her bottom on the seat furthest from the main seat.
"Isn't there anyone but me?" Rose muttered after a moment of waiting.
Rose looked at all the dishes served on the table. There are five land dishes and five seafood dishes. Two fresh soups and some dessert snacks. For drinks, Rose noticed that there were six glasses neatly arranged in various colors.
"Wouldn't this be too much if only for her." Rose thought to herself feeling sorry for wasting so much food.
Rose chose scallops with soft meat stuffed inside which has been doused with spicy spices that are appetizing. After tasting the deliciousness, Rose took the tuna which was cooked while still fresh with red chilies.
The soup she tasted had a savory taste in the broth. She felt that the soup was made using beef broth. After eating a few desserts and drinking water to ease her digestion, Rose felt that her stomach couldn't hold any more food.
Rose came out of the dining room after her stomach felt better from eating several dishes at once. As usual, Zizi was already waiting outside.
"Why don't you come in to eat?" Rose asked curiously.
"My job is only to serve the princess." Zizi answered flatly. End the conversation directly.
This was the first time that Rose was taken so seriously. She felt awkward, but the maid didn't seem to mind. It made Rose think maybe the maid named Zizi was indeed a quiet person.
This time the maid brought Rose to the palace's front yard. There, there was already a black horse standing proudly. The horse is about 65 inches tall, has strong legs, expressive eyes and a muscular build.
A man in a black robe patterned with gold on the hem stood beside the mighty horse. His extraordinary appearance can make his look stunning in any situation. Black hair, red eyes and white skin. Combined with a sharp nose and thin lips make it look like one of the wonders of the world.
"It's enough to stare." the handsome man turned towards Rose.
"Sorry Your Majesty." Rose realized what she had just done.
The Dragon Race leader truly had an appearance beyond reason. Not exaggerating, but the man was the most handsome man Rose had ever seen. If only he had been born in another race, there would have been a lot of people chasing him. Unfortunately he has been labeled terrible because of his racial ancestry.
"You can ride?" Stefan asked dryly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." a soft reply escaped the fairy's red lips.
"Get on this horse and follow me. I don't want our journey to take weeks because of the carriage you're using." Stefan handed Rose the horse's reins as black wings emerged from behind his back.
The wings are so big and the feathers look sharp. Even so, the robe worn by the dragon lord was not torn apart in the slightest. All of the clothes he wore were magic clothes that could always conform to his sturdy wings.
Rose was stunned as she stared at the black horse's reins. She does have a riding class so she knows how to ride a horse. But the horse that she rode was only a small horse with a dangling white mane. She had never ridden a horse like that before.
Rose immediately looked back. Looking for the whereabouts of the maidservant who had just escorted her.
Unfortunately, the maid had disappeared from the place. Although she wanted to try to get on a horse, she was currently wearing a dress. Not a special equestrian outfit.
The Dragon Race lord who was already flying high returned to the ground as the fairy maiden just stared confusedly at the horse and didn't follow him.
"What is the problem?" the man asked calmly.
"I can't go up in these clothes, Your Majesty." Rose explained softly. Not daring to speak loudly in front of the dragon king.
"So troublesome." the face that usually had a tired expression was now replaced by the owner's annoyed expression.
Steven jumped into the saddle with the reins in his hands.
Without waiting for the beautiful fairy to get ready, the Dragon Race leader had already pulled the reins so the horse ran fast.
Rose reflexively looked for something to hold because she didn't want to fall off the horse. Being thrown from this speed was no joke to a weak race like herself.
She only realized that her arms were embracing the strong waist of the king of the Dragon Race after they left the capital. Rose looks like she is hiding her slender body in the man's arms.
Feeling awkward, she slowly tried to release her hands. Holding the black shirt worn under the king's black robe and acting as if nothing had happened. Steven didn't say anything during the process.
He just wanted to quickly end his shackles. No one knew that behind the immense power possessed by the descendants of the Dragon Race king, there was a story that only his successors knew.
He always suppressed his impulse to destroy something. But the longer he held it in, the more his mind rebelled as if it didn't belong to him anymore.
It was a curse he received for possessing the blood of the previous dragon king. All his predecessors who had occupied the throne would lose control of their minds. It's something that has been going on for generations. They will go crazy and destroy everything around them.
He felt tired physically and mentally. Feeling that it is better for his life to end soon. However, he cannot die before having offspring who inherit the blood of the king. He could only sink into darkness the longer he lived.