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 pay to get certain public amenities like accommodation or even feeding. All was

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

and politics was more complex than this, but the bottom line was... these two had never used money to purchase

had high class. This

as Dragons? No, how could they cause

one would know... but

remained a very prideful

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

is allowed." Kat'erin told Shai'ya, who nodded in

the

wave of power instantly emerged from

the entire counter, making

was previously bright eyed and cheerful suddenly became doll-like and

need to panic when we could always resort to this

"Umu!"

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

tinge of envy surfaced within her,

on the mission!' She swiftly chastised herself and placed

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

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 as well

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

didn't really know how currency operated, so she wasn't particularly in

the breakdown. It was a lot more convenient for her, and

things in a

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

"I-I see…"

to tell her information she did know without