Chapter Sixty-Nine.
Johan the Dragon King stood before the long mirror in his dressing room, admiring his reflection. His golden scales, which covered the top of his arms, and across his chest like a breast plate, shone under the bright lights. The extra flying he had been doing had increased their shine. His long golden hair, hung in waves down to just beyond his shoulders, his chilled features looked as if he had been carved from marble, and the skin that accompanied his scales was tanned from the sun. He was not to shy to admit he was a handsome man, only his son could rival his beauty. But even so, Lucias was too young to have his fathers strong muscle tone, the dragon king prided himself on his ten pack of abs, and guns which any man would be envious of.
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