As soon as they landed, Solstace strode ahead with purposeful strides, his eyes scanning the horizon. Crimson, trailing behind, glanced around with wide, curious eyes, absorbing the bustling harbor scene. They both approached a sleek speed boat, Solstace leaping aboard with an agile grace and extending a hand to help Crimson, who hopped on with a mix of eagerness and caution.
Crimson leaned against the boat’s railing, her posture relaxed yet her eyes keenly observing Solstace. With a playful tilt of her head and a half-smile, she ventured, “So, in today’s world, how does a Dragon make a living?”
Solstace let out a brief, amused snort, a faint smirk playing at the corner of his lips. His hands moved expertly on the wheel, guiding them smoothly toward the mist-enshrouded island, his gaze f
