The gravity of being the dragon's possession truly set in with the ring-turned-collar fitting snug but not tight against their neck. The collar would be a constant reminder of her new position in life; gone from a high noble to a little pet for a dragon, though Belial mused that the dragon would believe it as an upgrade.<br/><br/>Leaning forward, the tiefling properly scanned the table full of food, beginning to pick things out and setting them on her plate. The bath and the food helped immensely with soothing Belial's sore body, feeling better and more refreshed the more they ate.<br/>"And where do you propose I find such a thief, my queen? and what city does this elf reside?"