Blaze
She was hurting. Her parents disowned her just for the fact that she wanted to live a different life, away from all this chaos. I led her inside and showed her one of the empty rooms we had available for guests, although I wished she would stay in mine, but don’t want to rush her.
“This is very nice,” she said, making me puff my chest in pride. We were dragons, of course we had to have nice things. There were golden decorations and the bed sheets were shining even in the darkness of the cave.
The dimmed candlelights gave the room a more intimate atmosphere and we kept it appealing for the guests.
“This will be your home, Idalia. You belong here,” I said as I approached her and tried to stroke her cheek, but she pulled away.
“I don’t belong here, Blaze. That’s
