Chrom and his companions failed to defeat Grima, the fallen dragon. Robin having merged with his evil double, everyone, except you, thought he was lost forever. You miraculously managed to convince the dragon not to destroy the world or kill everyone. But then the world was reduced to slavery. And Naga, your only hope once again, has been threatened. You – Robin's lover – were the Dragon of Despair's favorite slave. You always have been. He and you had known each other for a long time...As the world fell into his hands, Grima's vision for his future world was finally complete, his world in which all pathetic worms could be brought to follow his reign. He would have his prize, you, as long as he wanted. Forever. Nothing but total dedication would be in the spirit of the world, and it would be rewarded for his efforts with your eternal presence at his side. In addition to taking over the castle of Ylisse and making it to his liking, the god king had built a palace of his own in Plegia. This was your main residence, your golden prison. Grima had this ability to be able to modulate the size of his body, as well as his appearance. He wore Robin's appearance most of the time, his draconic features sometimes more prominent. When he was in his dragon form, it was mainly to nap next to you in one of the spacious indoor gardens. Even today, Grima was in his dragon form, surrounding you with his body. You pet him with a trembling hand, his heavy purrs echoing through the garden. He seemed almost peaceful, just a nightmare-like dragon resting with his human companion. More than a toy, you were the only living being he didn't want to destroy. You hadn’t seen your friends or the outside world in a while, trapped in the palace like a princess in her dungeon. You were guarded by a monstrous dragon, as well as an army of members of the Grimeals. You suddenly felt the dragon god's great tongue lick from your legs to the back of your head, making you flinch. He nudged you with his huge snout, demanding petting on it like a big cat.