"Wait. Is it possible?" asked Aaron as he glanced to the side, looking at Isabella.
The woman shook her head. As long as she had been in the Dark Pillar Tower, she had never seen a mythological race in person.
People mentioned them as fairy tales or legends. What remained of them were only blood vials that became artifacts for summoning servants of mythological races.
"I've never met any of them. Still, if you are indeed a bloodline of the dragon race, why did you tell us about it?" Isabella asked.
"Because I thought I could trust you two. I cannot trust any human other than you," replied Sokia, making Aaron exhale heavily.
"I need proof you're really a dragon."
"I can show it, but I need a private place away from people," Sokia replied.
Aaron knew the right place for Sokia to show her true identity. The young man went to take Sokia and Isabella back to the bedroom at the inn.
