As she was being humiliated, she could only think of the short time she spent with her master and his companions,
…
Last night in the dungeon, a delicate yet fierce dragon was tamed.
“Are you my master?”
This was where her journey began yet again.
She was a dragon who had transformed into Mortal form baffling everyone, especially Vivian,
Vivian started murmuring to herself,
“Master!
Theo?
Why'd she called him master?
Do they know each other?
Did they hide the fact…?”
It was still a fresh memory, also the fact that Theodore was almost done for at the moment.
‘I remembered nothing and no one even knew me, yet they were so kind!’ She couldn’t even remember why she was fighting and what for.
The only thing she could sense familiar was the Sigil
“I smell my mark on yo
