Baju Dragon の小説・ストーリー

"I will wear this one." Cecilia looked pained. "That is the casual day dress, my Lady. You are meeting the Dragon King." "I am aware." I stepped into it. "Does he want a wife or a mannequin?" "My Lady…" "Rhetorical question, Cecilia." She helped me with the tie silently, which meant she was gathering herself for another attempt. I knew because she took a very specific kind of breath first. "He is said to be very particular," she tried. "About presentation. About..?"

Kaleb POV King Franco and I were placed in rooms across from each other. I am currently walking up and down in my room. I don't understand how this happened? How did I not know what Samantha was? Dragons give off unique sent. They always smelt like burning rubber. They do not smell it, but we do. The door opens and King Franco walks in. "Stop beating yourself up. Even I didn't realize she was a dragon." The king went to sit on the only chair in the room.

“I'm the boss around here, and everyone listens to my instructions, do you understand? Chloe nodded and her eyes fell on her reflection in the mirror. She looks sad and pitiful. While they were lost in their thoughts, the door slide open, and the girls walked in, bearing different colors and designs of expensive-looking outfits. “What are these for? , they look so classy and expensive ” Chloe thought. “Miss Dragon, here are the dresses you requested, they are according to your preferences ” One of the girls announced, hanging the outfits on the dresser hanger, then she proceeds to stand behind them. Miss Dragon inspected the collections for a couple of minutes, when she felt satisfied with w

Crystal found herself facing Giana (Rook’s grandmother, who she already knew) and a young woman who looked so much like Rook that she instantly knew she had to be his sister. Giana showed a bottle of shower gel into her hand and ordered her to take a quick shower. Once she was done Crystal found herself facing the two women wrapped only in a towel. When she saw the clothes that was laid out on the bed, she couldn’t help but smile. Beautiful lingerie made from dragon silk and the most beautiful evening gown also made from dragon silk with matching heels. Several closed jewelry boxes also rested on the bed. “The Dragon King sent these for you. There are several other chests that have arrived w

Roxanne His manservant doesn't take me to the weapons chamber, the dragon does. First though, the dragon delivers clothing. He tells me to put them on and be ready in an hour. It gives my food time to settle and I also have an opportunity to bathe. The clothes are a problem. They're made of beautiful, brown pliable leather. Soft fur lines the outer seams. The entire outfit, though incredible, is obscene. There's nothing to it. I'm accustomed to heavy skirts that I had to loop through my belt so they remained out of my way while I hunted and trained. Nothing on this outfit will be in the way. More skin shows than even the bride gown displayed.

With the last words coming out of his mouth, I felt broken. I was still in this distant mansion, I wore a champagne-colored dress, then I swam to my legs, left my curls in an elegant cake, then put my makeup on. I liked my body wearing my dress when Dragon walked in. He wore his black suit with a gold napkin matching him in his side pocket, and he was fixing his suit when he looked at me through the mirror. His eyes were closing when he saw my bare back and how good my back looked. Dragon cared about them in response.

From what I remember she was about to launch a collection based on dragons and I tapped my forehead lightly, her scene had been totally dragon-themed, it was clear that she was already training and getting inspired. Klaus looked at me, wanting to understand, but that gave me an idea for the games, I signaled for us to leave and, once again, Scarlett must have not noticed. As soon as we walked away I smiled. "Ask Keenan to buy you some dragon-themed things. Yeah, I know it's going to be difficult, but don't get it from the Veritas club... An outfit, an accessory with scales, a dragon necklace." I said seriously. "Why? What does that have to do with anything?" Klaus asked without understanding

But to honor her dragon coloring, the sides have an onyx stripe and the belted waist was made to look like dragon scales. “It will be more beautiful with you in it. Go finish getting ready. I want to show off my mate.” While she gets ready, I put on my own formal garb. Mine is sage green to match my eyes, but I have a ruby red belt that looks like dragon scales with a matching overcoat to identify myself as Kenna’s rider. Our troupe really enjoyed making these items for us. When she walks out of the bathroom again, we both stop and stare at the other. She is utterly magnificent. She hasn’t even put the dress on yet, and she’s already taking my breath away.

His manservant doesn't take me to the weapons chamber, the dragon does. First though, the dragon delivers clothing. He tells me to put them on and be ready in an hour. It gives my food time to settle and I also have an opportunity to bathe. The clothes are a problem. They're made of beautiful, brown pliable leather. Soft fur lines the outer seams. The entire outfit, though incredible, is obscene. There's nothing to it. I'm accustomed to heavy skirts that I had to loop through my belt so they remained out of my way while I hunted and trained. Nothing on this outfit will be in the way. More skin shows than even the bride gown displayed.

The back of the dress has a corset style criss cross pattern of black and violet shimmering strings. I pass the gown to Ceberus who is also crying. I'm sure she is remembering the day her best friend wore the gown. Inside the box is one more item. A cloak. The cloak is silver with gold trim. A dragon comes up from the train of the cloak. Its head resting in the center. The dragon is black with red eyes. A golden crown sitting upon his head that matches my mother's; only bigger. A the very bottom of the cloak is a phrase written in Fae. Something I can't speak or read.