A little before midnight, Aerith awoke from her long slumber as she kept hearing the sounds of wings flapping majestically from a distance. She sat up, kind of irritated as she realized that she is soaking wet from all the sweat she accumulated from sleeping in a really small and cramped room considering that it is owned by a tiny rock troll.
"Hmm." This time, Aerith was quite sure that the sounds she was hearing that woke her up are coming from Alec, who, in his dragon form, is flying around the great Nura tree. Probably curing his boredom since this tree might feel small for a dragon prince like him who lived most of his life in a giant sky kingdom.
Shocked. As soon as Aerith stood up, she had expected to feel all her bones c***k from sustaining so much damage from her encounter with t
