“I see that you’ve entered our lair young one… what is it you seek?”

I said as I sat on my throne, my draconic leather-clad daughters surrounding me, their scales shining in the torch-light of our basement

I looked at you even without visible eyes, my mouth slightly agape as I pressed my black arms against my white, scaly, leather bound chest, imposing in my smallest form, the ribs that jutted from my bottom jaw flayed out as the area between shone orange, featherless wings spread