Dragoviir had been hunting for promising dragons for a while. He was getting frustrated when he saw this beautiful water dragon dancing in the rain with full control over the droplets. Powerful, elegant, beautiful, she had to be his. He waited until he saw her retire into a cave and followed her in. In a flash of red and black he slid into her bed, closer and closer as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear until everything faded away with one deep kiss. The girl followed him to Drastasia the next morning

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