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.

amenities like accommodation or even feeding. All was provided for by

Dragons had to serve their country in certain aspects of the economy--a major aspect

more complex than this, but the bottom line was... these two had

nation, or a Public Residence that had high class. This was a Capitalist world that

their identity as Dragons? No, how could they cause such

would

remained a

be to seize the place anyway--and to do that,

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

the desk, smiling at

power instantly emerged from her lips and spread to her

of sound filled the entire counter, making it

previously bright eyed and cheerful suddenly became doll-like and impressionable--just

there any need to panic when

"Umu!"

to her slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least, the breasts were larger

within her, but also

chastised herself

name-tag read Reta, so she decided to address her

you know

gem-like eyes of the poor receptionist,

"No, I do not."

gold to last us for a month, and also to cater for our feeding expenses as well as other

understand. You have submitted a total of 50 Gold Coins, 30 Silver

really know how currency operated, so she wasn't

lot more convenient for her, and it made her even more pleased with

Reta began to write down some things in a book, and then generated two cards

cards have been credited with the exact amounts that you've deposited within the room. They will serve as your passes to

"I-I see…"

to tell her information she did know