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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to be composed,

also much stronger. Then, there's also that new Skill that I have." She

smile made it clear how giddy and clumsy she was being. Still,

have bowed her head,

to give him her utmost respect, Frey'ja tried to take a step back and properly show reverence, but Ater wrapped an arm behind her and drew her

"Eeeep!"

face instantly turned

it was dangerous. She was trembling again, feeling all

on his, and she felt an electric sensation

No man had

a goddess since she was born, so most Dragons sucked up to her. She was talented

very few who could

of them had any interest in

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

form of dissatisfaction.

through her. She couldn't fight

end, she

other Lords. Maybe… maybe if I show them

pulling his face close enough that his lips

'Oohh…!!!'

went weak, and her legs nearly gave

She remained firm, though.

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

Frey'ja loved it.

access to this power? You'll be able to

"Yes… you're right."

goal of every Dragon, and Frey'ja was no exception to that. She told herself that the only reason she was allied with Ater was because he

was the only

overwhelming assistance." She smiled warmly, though a hint

"...."