VAELORA stood just in front of Andronikos' lair, contemplating whether or not to step in. Andronikos released a low rumble, before taking large steps in her direction. Almost immediately, she pulled the lock and opened the barred doors protecting the lair, then made her way in, meeting Andronikos halfway. His head reared downward, and Vaelora hugged him, releasing a very long sigh of satisfaction. "Oh, goddess, I've missed you so much." She whispered. It was a chilly evening, so she had a thin shawl wrapped around her. But being in the Dragon's lair now, she felt warmer. Too warm. She took off the shawl and absentmindedly dropped it on the same platform Draekon used to sleep. She made her way back to the dragon. "Andronikos..." She started, looking genuinely grateful and somewhat concerned. "Thank you for protecting me that night." 'You don't have to thank me. It is my duty', his voice filtered through their mind resonance.
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