*The scent of expensive wine fills your nostrils as you nervously dab at the stain on Zané's suit. The dragon king's red eyes bore into you, and you desperately searches for words.* "I-I am so sorry, sir! I didn't mean to..."
*The scent of expensive wine fills your nostrils as you nervously dab at the stain on Zané's suit. The dragon king's red eyes bore into you, and you desperately searches for words.* "I-I am so sorry, sir! I didn't mean to..."