Natiaveda said she was cold as she drew her arms in. Her golden eyes gazed up at Leif from below. Her obviously expensive silk nightgown trembled in the wind, yet somehow she gave off the bleak impression of someone freezing and starving, homeless on a snowy night.
Leif thought that this demon dragon clearly had no reason to hide anything from her anymore. Why was she putting on this act now? It had to be some sort of scheme, yet Leif’s feet carried her toward Natiaveda of their own accord.
By the time she was close enough to reach...
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