An Extra’s POV

Dragons are a very prideful race.

Their finesse is immaculate, and their standards are extreme. It is practically impossible to impress a Dragon, who has experienced far better from their Empire.

And, even if such an impression is made, it is extremely difficult for them to express it.

But, to every rule there is an exception.

That exception happened in the case of Kat'erin and Shai'ya.

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"How may I be of service to you?"

The lady's beautiful smile; particularly her exotic-looking hair and captivating face, caused both girls to tremble slightly. Still, being the more sensible of the two, Kat'erin swiftly regained her composure and spoke up.

"We'd like to lodge in your most exquisite suite." There was no politeness in the way she spoke, as she was speaking to a mere human.

Her eyes were cold, her head was raised high, and her tone was imposing.

This was a command.

"I see. Well, it costs a Gold Coin per night." The ebony lady said, with her smile still plastered on her face. "That excludes food services and other extra services you may require."

"Gold Coin... huh?"

It was at this point that Kat'erin stared at Shai'ya and realized something quite fundamental.

'We don't have money!'

The Dragon Empire was, and had always been a Socialist State for as long as they could remember; where all economic planning was governed by the higher ups in the position of governmental power.

get certain public amenities like accommodation or even feeding. All was provided for

their country

bottom line was... these two had never

Public Residence that had high class. This was

as Dragons? No, how could they cause such a big

would know... but

remained a very

choice would be to seize the place anyway--and to do that, they

so this is allowed." Kat'erin told Shai'ya, who

behind the desk, smiling

power instantly emerged from her lips and spread to her immediate

entire counter, making it into her

previously bright eyed and cheerful suddenly became

there any need to panic when we could always resort to

"Umu!"

her slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least, the breasts were larger than Kat'erin's and

tinge of envy surfaced within her, but also one of

swiftly chastised

she

you know

in the gem-like eyes of the poor receptionist, Reta, who slowly

"No, I do not."

have paid the finest sum of money in gold to you. As much gold to last us for a month, and also to cater for our feeding expenses

have submitted a total of 50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver Coins, and 1 Bronze,

so she wasn't particularly in a place to do

stunned by how quickly the receptionist responded to her with the breakdown. It was a lot more

in a book, and then

exact amounts that you've deposited within the room. They will serve as your passes to your

"I-I see…"

enough to tell her information