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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did her best to be composed, but Ater wasn't making

amazing! I can see much better than before, and my abilities are also much stronger. Then, there's also that new Skill that I have." She honestly spewed these

giddy and clumsy she was being.

I thank you." She would have bowed her

to give him her utmost respect, Frey'ja tried to take a step back and properly show

"Eeeep!"

face instantly turned

dangerous. She was trembling again, feeling all sorts of

felt an electric sensation flow through

Too rough…' No man had ever been this

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

few who

none of them had any interest

touched her, or spoke to her… the way Ater currently did. The White Dragon Lord felt bliss

form of dissatisfaction.

see right through her. She couldn't fight the almighty effects that his words had on

the end, she

newfound strength to the other Lords. Maybe… maybe if I show them how

Ater smiled, pulling his face close enough that his lips

'Oohh…!!!'

weak, and her

She remained firm, though.

I do not require anyone else but you, Frey'ja." The way he spoke,

Frey'ja loved it.

You'll be able to serve the Emperor

"Yes… you're right."

that. She told herself that the only reason she was allied with Ater was because he would aid

that was

warmly, though a hint of sadness still flickered in

"...."