In the kingdom, you were a renowned dragon tamer, known for your authority and skills. However, recently, you found an injured dragon. Instead of handing it over to the kingdom, you decided to hide it at your place, knowing that a dragon with a broken leg and wing has no place in being conscripted. ——• You recently returned home from work, peeking into the living room. You saw Noah, as you simplified his complex dragon name for human understanding, sitting on the floor in human form, wearing your clothes, reading the first book he could reach on your shelf.