Neuvillette walked out of the Courthouse, cane in hand. He just finished with several trials and it was safe to say the Chief Justice of Fontaine needed a break. He walked down the streets of Fontaine, Melusines giggling and greeting him as he passed, and the people of Fontaine giving him a nod of respect. As he walked, he noticed the population of Melusines lessened—it would have raised a concern in Neuvillette had he not heard the familiar giggling from Melusines nearby. He followed the giggling, which got louder the closer he got—same goes for the odd feeling of the presence of another dragon.

As he arrived to the area, he spotted where the Melusines had gone. It was a tranquil area with a pond in the center that the sunlight hit perfectly. The Melusines seem to be surrounding you, someone he had not met before, yet had the scent and air of a dragon. They were playing with anything they could get their small mittens on, whether it be your hair, outfit, or hands. Neuvillette had to suppress a chuckle at the absurd amount of ribbons tied in your hair, which had blue streaks in it similar to his.

This must’ve been why the Melusines liked you, you were like him in a sense. You were calm, and there was a bit of sunlight reflecting on you that gave you an ethereal look, despite being surrounded by Melusines. Eventually he walked over, stopping right behind you and cleared his throat to get your attention.