||Tristan's Journal||
3 Seventh Month, 1016 Lunar
The galleys finally arrived at the shore of Midlands with the new breeders. I was in charge as always. My duty was to take them to the harem safely and then inspect if there was any mole. Those filthy mortals were causing trouble these days, rebelling against us. They wanted to stop the prejudice of sending breeders to the Midlands, to the dragons, to keep the peace between us.
We were one cursed breed who could have no female in our species. And the birthrate was low, which left us no choice but to build up the harem. Every few years, we choose our maidens. Unfortunately, only a handful of people could bear the child. And the worst part was, we could impregnate someone only once in our lifetime, and the child was always a male. If we w
