Will nods to that slightly. "I mean that is true." He agrees. "But you aren't entirely that bad..." He smirked suddenly. "Only a little bit..." He measures with his fingers, a little bit. "But still, I can see how it could cause you some problems.." He nods. "Especially with the wrong people."
"But you shouldn't do me like that." He mentions. "Perhaps, I may have been a jerk yesterday but I'm sorry for that." He said with a genuine tone, though he couldn't bring himself to tell her he liked her...
Meanwhile in the Castle of Dragopia…
“Where are we going, my Lord?” The strong voice of Xaio would be heard. He and Bloodfang were walking down some stairs, deep into the Castle’s underground.
“To see an old friend,” Bloodfang responded with a vague tone.
The Overlord and his Servant made their way into the hallway of the Castle’s Underground, the place was even more spacious than the upper Castle itself. Solid pillars made out of precious stones and rare metals held their shine throughout the ages, never aging, never rusting, forever stellar.
As the two progressed the room got even more spacious and the number of precious pieces of jewelry and stones, with gold and other rare metals, would increase. “I can’t say that I have been this far into the Castle, Lord Bloodfang.” He said.
“Of course,” Bloodfang confirms. “It is for a reason…” He mentions.
The treasures around them increased, it was as if they were into the heart of Dragopia’s fortunes.
“Tell me, Xaio.” Bloodfang begins. “Have you heard about the Dragopian Knights?” He asked, glancing at him for a moment. “It was an Order with selected few, they were Dragons.” He said.
Bloodfang knew about this but Xaio didn’t, also one thing he didn’t know once again, was that they were actually in a chamber, where a Dragon was resting. The body of the dragon was covered into the shadows, because of the underground place, as Xaio was glancing at Bloodfang.
“No, I can’t say I have…” Xaio shakes his head. “I’ve only heard tales about it, but no proof to confirm my suspicions..” He said.
“They were called the Ashen Dragons…” Bloodfang replies. “They are sworn Knights to the Throne, to me. They serve my Name and Dragopia.” He said, raising his hands up. “They were the only Dragon Warriors I have accepted to become my trustworthy servants. But through time, they unfortunately disbanded...one of them was killed by a young man, now known as the Black Raven. After his death, one after another came, either dead or they left but never returned.”
Lord Bloodfang turns around. “But there is one remaining…”
Suddenly from the pile of gold and other fortunes, a large white dragon with green eyes came out. As if he was summoned, he rose on his feet and stood tall, towering above them. The dragon breathed through his nostrils, letting some steam off as it blinked, glancing at them.
“Meet, the Leader of the Ashen Dragons, and Protector of Dragopia…” Bloodfang turned slightly at Xaio. “Geal, the White Dragon..” He raises his hand, turning his palm around as Geal made a few draconic sounds.
Lord Bloodfang turns towards Geal. “It has been a long time, old friend.” He greets him with open arms.
“Indeed, it has,” Geal spoke, his strong voice has gravity to it, his words were powerful. “But if I may ask, why has the Lord of Dragopia come down here?” He asked. “What great request do you have of me?”
Bloodfang grinned widely. “Just only one..” He said. “For good all time’s sake.”