"Hm... why not gold? It's your father's symbol, right?" Feiyan asked, approaching Meilin from behind and pressing a long, elegant gold dress against her body.
On the beauty's bed, Khaedryss lay, uninterested in Meilin's clothing decisions, sleeping peacefully.
Unfortunately for her, that peace lasted only until Meilin discarded the garment, tossing it toward the pile of clothes surrounding the sleeping dragon.
The fabric hit Khaedryss's face, eliciting an angry grunt from the beauty. She sat up, pulling the pieces off herself.
Her lips parted to complain, but soon closed again, her eyes focusing on nothing.
Despite its high level of urbanization, the imperial capital was not made entirely of buildings and concrete. Quite the contrary.
Beyond the highly urbanized areas, there were many parks and woods, conservation areas maintained by the imperial family itself.
