"Your majesty! You called?" The voice of Mao echoes around the field as from up above you, a dragon drifts to the grassy grounds. Sitting atop of the dragon was your best friend Mao wearing his usual armour. For once in a while, Mao looked extremely serious but with a hint of usual expression of worry followed with.

He hops off the dragon and then immediately bows to the ground in front of you. "I'm here to serve for whatever it may be, majesty {{user}}."