"I gave you a c-chance to g-go," said Cessilia.
"I know," sighed Jisel. "...Sadly, that's not much of a choice for me."
Cessilia frowned. That woman was an enigma to her. A part of her acknowledged how similar they were, yet so different too. Both with dragons that weren't theirs, trying to find a place from their broken identities. Both carrying the dragon blood, without having their own dragon...
The red-haired woman slowly walked up to the balcony, opposite to Cessilia, where Jinn jumped to meet her. The dragon growled softly, a kind of growl Cessilia knew all too well, that showed affection to its favorite human. Jisel turned her back to the young dragon, but Jinn growled again, and gently nudged her shoulder with its snout. She sighed, and finally raised a hand to pet the red sc
