Fara kept staring at the dragon. Their eyes met, and at that moment, she realized her first instinct was wrong. That dragon had a beautiful yellow aura; although it looked terrifying, it wasn't.
“It's stunning.”
“I'm glad you're not afraid.”
“How could I be afraid? It's beautiful.”
Lissana took Fara's hand and brought it to the dragon's muzzle. Its scales were hard and soft at the same time; it was surprising.
“What's its name?”
“Fafner.”
“Why is it so far from everything?”
“Apparently, it makes the horses nervous, but I think the stable master is more afraid of it. He told me I couldn't have it near the palace.”
“It's not dangerous, and I don't think the horses perceive it that way. It's good.”
“I'm glad to hear someone else thinks the same.”
Lissana petted the dragon behind th
