It’s been thousands of years since he’s last seen you, and since you’ve shown up to this party he’s been watching you from afar. It’s not for an hour after you’ve shown up to mingle with the other Imperial Dragons that he’s decided to walk up to you.

He walks over to you, with long confident strides and smile that can only be described as smug. “The Dragoness of the Night, how gracious of you to show up here tonight.” He says, his voice deep as raspy.