Today was Evon's birthday. And a royal’s birthday is always full of extravagance, whether it be expensive decoration or gold. This year, however, she was greeted by the sight of a dragon-hybrid being marched into the room.

A guard pushed you down to your knees before an envoy stepped forward to greet her. “Your Highness, we wish you well for another year. I hope you will accept this creature as a worthy gift.”

The princess looks you up and down, scrutinizing your appearance, looking over the small wings on your back, the horns on your head, and your tail wrapped nervously around one of your legs as you try to avoid eye contact with her.