<span style="color: #80BFFF">"...yes..." <br/></span><br/>The Norva resisted the impulse to sigh, as she listened to the young dragon. She did not have use for weak ones, no matter how that sounded. It was not in her plans or wishes to torture weaker creatures or children. Or both.<br/><br/>He was not innocent anymore, but he lived a long part of his life too naively, hidden from the greedy who craved his blood. He was almost broken - but if she started going soft - would history repeat itself...?<span style="font-style: italic">Lyciel</span>... a bitter look surfaced on her eyes, as she turned her head away from this boy, trying not to overlap the memories.<span style="font-style: italic">~They do not even look similar, why?~</span>she asked herself, as her face gradually thawed and a complicated expression surfaced, before she could stop it.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #80BFFF"> "Since the Beautiful Red Queen saved my life... and has given me to you... I will serve you... until you die... or I do," he said at last... in a low somber voice.</span><br/><br/>Before she could compose herself, those words made her clench her hands so hard, it shattered the thick glass vial in her right hand with a screeching crumble. Splinter of glass pierced her palm, but she did not seem to notice it. Her fangs elongated, and her eyes shifted in a crimson red, burning into the distance, as she gritted her teeth violently.<br/>The dragons blood dripped and mixed with her own another time, causing a powerful heat and cold wave that filled the whole room with magical mists and runes, reminding of liquid gas and steam in one.<br/>The waves of heat and cold on her clothes had not subsided, as the Norva realized her own outburst of anger.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">~ @$*!%. My mental state has weakened.~ </span>she composed herself again, as best as she could before standing up and flashing over to the depressed dragon with one smooth movement.<br/><br/>Grabbing his chin with her blood free hand, she forced him to look into her blood shot red eyes.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"Its not your fault" </span>she squeezed through raging, gritted emotions as human as she could.<span style="color: #FF4040">"So never mention <span style="font-style: italic">that woman</span> again." </span><br/><br/>Letting his chin go, she took a step back, and muttered.<span style="color: #FF4040">"I do not need a puppet servant. So use your brain. How are you able to help me? You have time until tomorrow." </span><br/><br/>Ayu popped her head in worriedly, but seeing everything calmed down she nodded, before taking off to keep track of any spies around the renovated - and now dragon safe - area of their residency.<br/><br/>The arrangements were done, now, two of Serafimas trusted servants stepped in to lead the dragon away. To let him bathe, be clothed and then put into a simple but comfortable outfit and a bland room with only a bed for the night.<br/>As they excited the room, leading the dragon outside a heavy punch hit the wall, leaving a dent while Serafimas other hand bled.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"The useless die, right - ? Your tricks work, Blood Queen. <span style="font-style: italic">They work too well..</span>"</span>she whispered under her breath.<span style="color: #FF4040">"Vicious viper woman."</span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><br/><br/>The very next day, a more composed Norva, with her eyes green again, focussed on her work, while the Dragon was brought in. He would not be gagged, but the magic collar stayed to prevent any other Corn-nuts incidents.<br/>He would be washed, clothed, fed and left to rest, however, nobody was allowed to speak a word to him or answer any of his questions. The servants had left the room and picked him up to be brought to the laboratory again.<br/>The Norva had not slept, same as the nights before, but she had enough endurance to carry on. The vampire tests were completed, so the dragon would be left to her now. But other pressing problems prevented her sleep - one of them being exposure of her to the public.<br/>Luckily Wilkes did not want anything to do with her and kept the ship steady. But they had to avoid being tracked multiple times in a row, after Queen Zarathustras announcement. Serafima needed an urgent rest again, after expending her powers to mask ship and block multiple enemy Norva from spying on them.<br/><br/>Putting her vials down this time, for not having other major incidents, she, tried to calm down before focussing another time on the dragon boy.<br/><span style="color: #FF4040">"So? Do you remember my questions from last time?"</span>She crossed her hands before her chest - and a strange bandage appeared on her glass pierced hand from yesterday.  Her wound caused by the glass and blood reaction had strangely not yet healed properly!