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.
I dress in the clothes out of curiosity. Nothing so fine had ever touched me. The garment has a wrap-around flap in the front and the back buckles at my hi
