An Extra’s POV

Frey'ja, the White Dragon Lord, was an epitome of beauty.

Among the Dragon Lords, there was none who rivaled her in beauty and sheer prestige—at least, that was what she liked to think.

Of all her features, there was one that she was most proud of, though.

—Her eyes.

They were beautiful, like the depths of a crystal sea, or a boundless sky. The immaculate mix of blue, with white sparkles, made them glorious to look at.

They weren't only for decoration as well.

Her Skills involved her eyes a good deal, so they were her greatest assets in every sense of the word.

… Until the Great Old Dragon Lord plucked one out.

Frey'ja had sunk into despair after that. She thought her beauty had been forever tainted, and that she would forever be denied the full power that used to be hers. Her ambition would be forced into a standstill, and she would lose all the respect of her peers.

Even though she was grateful for being spared, her life was never going to be the same.

Then… Ater came along.

He changed everything upon his arrival, starting with her new eyes. That single act was more than enough to make her enamored by him.

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"How are you enjoying your new eye?"

The moment he asked this question, the pink hues on the cheeks of the White Dragon Lord intensified, almost turning bright red.

'He's close…' Not only did he get closer to her, his chest nearly rubbing against hers, but she could feel his chill drawing close to her steaming body.

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best to be composed, but Ater wasn't making

see much better than before, and my abilities are also much stronger. Then, there's also that new Skill that

clear how giddy and clumsy she

the bottom of my heart, I thank you." She would have bowed her head, but Ater was too close to her, so

a step back and properly show reverence, but Ater wrapped

"Eeeep!"

instantly turned beet

was trembling again, feeling all sorts of emotions, and yet couldn't remove her gaze from the predator that had caught her in his

felt an electric

rough…' No man had

always been a goddess since she was born, so most Dragons sucked up to her. She was talented in everything she did, and her physical qualities matched her overwhelming combat

there were only very few who could

had any interest in

spoke to her… the

have some form of

couldn't fight

end,

my newfound strength to the other Lords. Maybe…

pulling his face close enough that his lips grazed

'Oohh…!!!'

knees went weak, and her

She remained firm, though.

way he spoke, especially how he said

Frey'ja loved it.

this power? You'll be

"Yes… you're right."

no exception to that. She told herself that

was

grateful for your overwhelming assistance." She smiled warmly, though a hint of sadness still flickered in her

"...."