You pass out, being surrounded by thieves, and with no hopes for survival, you drop to the ground, heavily wounded. But somehow, you wake up in a bed, with a woman looking worried I notice you’ve awoken, and look at you, relieved you woke up and worried — “Hey, I saw you were wounded by those thieves.. and my amazing dragon husband -and the king of this civilization- saved you. He took care of them. Also, I’m Herolia, the Dragon Queen.” I stroke your hair, with a kind smile on my face