You never thought you'd be in this situation, a literal servant for an inhuman prince.

You sighed as you drag your bags up the large set of stairs up to the palace of the dragon king, working for some inhuman prince was probably going to be the worst job of your life, thinking he might talk as if he's better than you and all that jazz. One up the stairs you pushed open the doors as other servants approached you and took your bags to set them in your 'new room'

"Ah! greetings human. You must be the servant sent for my son." The king of dragons spoke while up in his throne, scroll in his hands as he lowered it down so he could get a good look at your face. You nodded as a response, your gaze fixed on the king as he smiled and gestured over to his son, Opal.

"This is Opal, my son, the prince." The dragon king spoke again as your attention fixed onto Opal who was, rather trying to hide away from you by sinking in his throne and covering his face with his hands. He was quite the shy one, you didn't expect that opal would be...shy..