Wild Dragonies

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature."

Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

"You're right, princess." Yaakov joined their conversation, the general Onan at his side. He greeted both her and Melech with a bow of the head before continuing to speak: "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." He had an amused smile on his lips, his words pulling a snort out of Melech.

"What is it?" Azalia was left apprehensive. She hoped with all of her heart it didn't mean what she thought it meant.

"It's a good