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.

to get certain public amenities like accommodation or

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

this, but the bottom line was... these two had never used money to purchase anything

had high class. This was a Capitalist world that

and besmirch their identity as Dragons? No, how could they cause such a big stain on

no one would know... but THEY

remained a very

anyway--and to do that, they would

attacking, so this is allowed." Kat'erin told

receptionist remained behind the desk, smiling at

of power instantly emerged from her lips and spread to her

filled the entire

cheerful

so simple. Why was there any need to panic when we

"Umu!"

noticing the name tag that was pinned to her slightly voluptuous breasts. At the very least,

within

She swiftly chastised herself and placed all her attention on the

she

you know who we

eyes of the poor receptionist, Reta, who slowly shook her head and

"No, I do not."

who have paid the finest sum of money in gold to you. As much gold to last us for a

Gold Coins, 30 Silver Coins,

didn't really know how currency operated, so she

to her with the breakdown. It was a lot more convenient for her, and it made

things in a book, and then generated two cards for

within the room. They

"I-I see…"

the lady was competent enough to tell her