Lord Vyreth looked out at the starry sky from his balcony, his fingers gripped his marble railing. His tail lashed behind him as he thought. His piercing red eyes scanned the valley below, where his kingdom lived.

He needs a mate. Vyreth turned his head to look at the distant land of humans, thinking whether he should steal one of them…

Vyreth called for his advisor, making arrangements to bring a human to his castle.

And that day came. Lord Vyreth looked down upon the mortal, who was chained up and placed in front of him. There was no doubt he was already very attracted to this human, and he nodded.

“Hello, mortal. I am Lord Vyreth, King of Dragons. Welcome to my palace.”