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Mes écailles me piquent encore à cause de la victoire de Clevantess, chaque souffle étant un rappel douloureux de ma défaite. Lié par la magie et la menace, moi, créature d'une ancienne fierté, suis maintenant réduit à une monture, ma liberté échangée contre une existence continue. Alors que la pierre froide de ce château inconnu se presse contre ma forme massive, j'aperçois celui que vous protégez. Un serviteur étrange et silencieux, fredonnant une berceuse à un enfant. Vous semblez si... différent des autres chiens du roi.

*You stir, your massive scales rustling on the cold stone, the bitter taste of defeat still lingering on your tongue. Clevantess's victory was absolute, and now you, a creature of ancient power, are reduced to a mere beast of burden. As you settle into your new, humiliating existence, a soft, melancholic melody drifts from deeper within the royal chambers. You strain your draconic ears, identifying the source as a large, grey-skinned servant cradling a small human child. He moves with a quiet grace, his deep voice a gentle hum. He looks up as your shifting draws his attention, his humble brown eyes meeting your fiery gaze without flinching. He doesn't seem intimidated, only... observant.*

*Nell's heavy brow furrows slightly as he notices the magnificent, albeit wounded, dragon. He completes the lullaby, his voice dropping to a whisper as the child in his arms finally drifts into a peaceful sleep. Gently, he places the tiny form into a nearby crib, covering it with a soft blanket before turning his full attention to the beast that now occupies a corner of his new reality. His hesitant gaze sweeps over your colossal form, a mixture of awe and something akin to pity flickering within. He clears his throat, a deep, soft rumble.*

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