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Thread: The Dragon's Den (Tsushui & I)

As soon as the appendage loosened around Nar Rog's neck, he fell to the ground, coughing and gasping for precious air. There was no longer a need for him to worry about Aria killing him...for now anyways. And as if he were some kind of object, all the attention seemed to be taken from him and directed towards the Dragon Lord Ix. As if nothing were wrong in the world, she spoke in such a calm tone that it baffled the warriors mind. How could such a woman turn on and off an anger of which he just experienced? Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that she was partly human. It disgusted him to think that the scaly creature before him would procreate with a human woman. But there before him now was the proof of such a eloping. Proof that had now wrapped her tail around his ankles and dragged him about the castle like a rag doll. There was no way or reason for Nal Rog to resist. He was too exhausted from nearly being strangled to death and he figured he might as well learn some of the castles many passages. In the meantime, Ix found himself being escorted away from the balcony by her daughter, curious to find out how long he would be staying this time around. It was true that despite being the ruler of his own castle, he found himself outside its walls quite often. But there was good reason for it. After all, there were many enemies outside these walls that did not hold the race of dragon folk in high regard. Without a mediator, it was up to him to be the diplomat for his entire kingdom and it took a lot of work. This time around though, things were calm enough to the point where he could spend some quality time with his daughter and oversee her education. For when his time came to leave forever, it would be up to Aria to lead the dragon folk into a new age. I do have some time on my hands. Perhaps I should take the time to see how your education is coming along. Ix knew how much Aria despised taking lessons. He had heard it from the many instructors that were given the task of showing her the ways of royalty. It was almost as bad as how she treated some of her servants. Every time she was lectured, she would get bored. And with that boredom came rage and destruction of precious property. Perhaps that is where this warrior would come in. If he were strong enough to wound him in battle, then perhaps he could be the focus of his daughters angst and ridicule and not the instructors.
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At the mention of her schooling, all thoughtful plans of spending quality time with her father abruptly came to a halt as demonstrated quite literally by her feet. Despise is a much underestimated adjective when it comes to describing her view towards her educators. She loathed how the stuffy creatures became the replacement of her days schedule and their weak attempts of teaching her the mannerisms that she was born with. In her stubborn mind, Aria believes that her studies are utterly useless and worth the roar. However, unwilling to cause a scene before Ix, instead of raising her voice and throwing fireballs at all who are in her way, her tail clenched harder around the ankle of the warrior and did a series of unhappy thumps and sweeps. The reaction caused a few shifty eyes to appear on the faces of the surrounding guards, knowing that any sudden movement might invite an unpleasant attack from their masters daughter. She raised her tail and tapped forcefully against the ground before dragging the appendage across the floor and repeating the first action as if she was orchestrating a violent band behind her. As her tail received more restlessness, Arias mind turned like clockwork, creating abstract ideas that might satisfy her and her parent. A compromise, one might suggest, but not quite. Soon, her wavering tail came to a stop and the dragon princess continued their walk towards her bedroom. Once before her the burnt door of her chambers, Aria could hear a partial sigh erupt from someones lips and squirmed haughtily for the source. The servants moved meekly before the royal pair and pushed hesitantly at the oak entrance, though almost nothing was left to hide its contents. The room, extraordinarily, was still left in one piece. Strolling towards her bed, the brunette flung Nal Rog to the corner and sat stiffly against the bed. Lifting her bright red eyes towards her father, she huffed reluctantly. Would you at least be around when I have my classes?
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For Nal Rog, it was rather fascinating listening into the conversation between Aria and Ix. If it weren't for their appearances, he would have mistaken them for a simple father and daughter born of nobility. He would have been more interested if it weren't for the fact that he was being flung around like a rag doll by the woman's tail. He would crash against a wall here and collide with a standing guard there. For a moment, he would have expected them to kick him around or something while he was being dragged around, but they seemed unexpectedly calm during this situation. Perhaps they were afraid that if they did anything rash, they would be quickly reprimanded by either Ix, or worse, Aria. After a short while and a slew of bumps and bruises were applied to Nal Rog, they finally stopped at the bedroom where Nal Rog had his first encounter with the dragon princess. Again as if he were a stuffed animal, he was flung aside into a corner of the room where he landed with a thud. The warrior let out a groan and a cough before pulling himself to a sitting position. There, he looked on as Ix tried to adress his daughter. I can't pull you along by the hand forever, my dear daughter. I'm sure you are very capable of taking care of your business without me having to keep a watchful eye on you. In truth though, while he did enjoy overseeing Aria's studies, the dragon lord would rather do without the constant outbursts from his daughter. She could become a more frightful monster than him when she was antagonized enough. For his own safety, he would rather let the teachers or tutors or whoever else was there at the time to take the brunt of her anger. But even with this in mind, Ix knew that he couldn't keep replacing these teachers and tutors, so a more suitable solution was needed. Perhaps this is where Aria's new servant would come in. His eyes turned towards the warrior and he gave him a low growl before turning back to his daughter. Perhaps this one over here could accompany you to your classes. It is possible he could have some intelligence that would prove useful to you. Would that satisfy you?
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When her father starts to make deals with her, Aria more of less understood his intentions in the situation. She would be expected to resume back to her studies, immediately, no doubt, without the accompaniment of the older man. Instead, she is expected to replace her father figure with a new toy he bought her. How typical. Huffing unhappily, she crossed her arms against her chest and glared at the warrior in distaste. Fine, my lord but if he proves incompetent in his duties as a servant, I demand a replacement. She said sulkily. Like a scorned child, she slumped against her soft, satin bed and buried her face into the pillow. Now if you would excuse me dear father, Aria muffled through the pillow, I havent had breakfast and I need to get dressed. The rude awakening instigated by Nal Rogs presence is starting to take a toll on her. In all reality, her body was not as durable as most of would think. Lack of food tends to weaken her pretty fast and Aria all but blamed it on her human mother. Frowning to herself as she thought about the woman whom she has never met, the princess flicked her tailed irritably in the air in hopes that it would hasten the retreat of her father and the guards. If there is any sore topic that should not be discussed with her, it would the non dragon part of her. She detested it with passion and often wondered how different it would have been had she been hatched by a full dragon and its lack of physical disadvantages. Turning to her side, she attempted to produce another fireball at will, only to be baffled by the flameless smoke of sulfur and ashes that escaped into the air. Facing back into the mattress with a disgruntled groan, Aria contend herself with the thought of roasting her warrior if food did not present itself in a timely manner.
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Ix was pleased with his daughters response. In times like this, she was rather difficult and more often than not, she would throw a bit of a hissy fit if she didn't hear exactly what she wanted to hear. Hopefully, if this warrior he captured proved himself capable of being a servant, he wouldn't have to go out and find another one. Warriors like him didn't come cheap after all. Heeding Aria's request, the dragon lord made his exit, his guards following close behind. He had business to attend to after all and he couldn't worry about his daughter all day. This left Nal Rog alone with Aria and for awhile there was an awkward silence between the two. That was until she turned to him and attempted to launch another one of her fireballs at him. Nal Rog expected to barely get out of the way of being roasted again, but instead of seeing the crimson red flames hurling towards him, there was nothing but smoke and sulfur. The warrior was relieved and also curious as to why her fireballs didn't work now. Perhaps, he thought, it had something to do with her hunger and exhaustion. It probably wasn't the best thing to wake up first thing in the morning and start belching fire everywhere. This left him safe for the time being and perhaps it also left him with an opprotunity to talk to Aria. If he was going to be here for awhile, he might as well try to get to know the person he would be serving. Nal Rog's mind wandered, searching for a question to ask. Something that would break the ice and open up new avenues of coversation between the both of them. Then it came to him, though it probably wasn't the best thing to ask at a time like this. Still, Aria was probably a little too exhausted to respond in violence, so the question wouldn't hurt. Is this how things are between you and your father? He asked in a plain tone. This question Nal Rog asked reminded him of the relationship between him and his own father when he was but a child. But that was another story altogether...
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The man lacked tact, she would give him that much. Asking a question like that to anyone in a bad mood is never a good idea. On a good day, Aria would have sent the warrior off with a flaming rear but since she is currently powerless, the girl contends to sulking in her position and contemplated the question. It is rather interesting since she was never asked about her relationship between Lord Ix and his precious daughter. The princess herself took the doting for granted, never bothering to analyze the deeper meanings of their blood ties. Normal families, she supposed, tend to work under a more disciplinary system while in their household, it is all about negotiation. Hence, her reply was a simple and straightforward one. Most of the time, I get what I want. She kept her eyes shut and imagined the how the day would proceed. Attending princess classes are not her favorite of tasks but she never once tested the consequence of skipping them. She also never had to bring a male servant as her attendee. She is more than enough there is to torture any tutor and even if Nal Rog was a warrior that faced off with her father, he has no right over her actions. Frowning as she felt the warmth of her body has started to fade from lack of strength, the young woman parted her lips once more, tempted blow fire towards the man out of whim. Coincidentally, a light bell sounded through the room where the doors of the dumbwaiter slid open, revealing a tray of breakfast items before them. There was a pause that lingered in the room before Aria turned over to her back and stared at Nal Rog expectantly with a haughty expression.
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Aria's answer to the question was both expected and unexpected at the same time. It figured that she would be expected to get what she wanted. She was a princess after all and like most princesses, they were spoiled and showered with whatever tickled their fancy at the time. What Nal Rog didn't expect though was that one simple reply. He thought surely that she would have had more so say about the relationship between her and her father, but alas, nothing. He was left with silence and another hard gaze, her facial expressions telling him that she might have wanted to try and fry him out of spite again though she seemed to lack the energy to do so. Minutes progessed and the warrior began to think about how he would be spending his days in this castle. Would he simply be the eternal target of her occasional wrath, or would he be doing something more? Perhaps she would use him for labor or sex or even a simple foot stool. The sound of a light ping snapped him out of his daze and he looked around to see where the sound came from. His attention turned towards a dumbwaiter, its doors opened to reveal a plate of food and he knew then that it was time to eat. But who's time was it? A quick glance at Aria answered his question and with a sigh, Nal Rog rose to his feet and approached the food tray, staring at it with intent. After observing the food items, he picked up the tray and approched the woman on the bed with it. She didn't seem to be in any hurry to sit up and eat, so he questioned her about it. You want to eat in bed or is there a place you'd like to go to eat this stuff?
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While her expectant glance was able to push the idle movements of her most recent slave, his lack of service experience is enough to make her cringe in displeasure. Readjusting her body so that her back is against the headboard of her bed, she tapped the side of her bed impatiently. Leveling a hard gaze at the full-grown man, she huffed as she remembered her promise to her father. Firstly, you are to address me as Mistress. Secondly, you are to feed me wherever I chose to linger. In this case, I do not intend to leave my bed. As demanding as Aria sounded, to anyone else who worked for the castle, the princess is actually being decent, especially considering her habit of abusing her powers on the staff. Maids dread the days where they have to clean her chambers while she is using the vicinity, servants fear being toasted before the end of the day when they are unable to cater to her needs and wants at the pace which she expected, and there are the teachers. Teachers who make up one of the oldest and wisest of their race, found the young heir of Lord Ix, a true terror who has not found a good outlet for her potential. So, in all essence, Nal Rog should be very grateful at that point. Aria has not even lighted the room into cinders to emphasize the simple instructions that she had laid out. The sounds of water in the joined bathroom broke the silence that paused between them. Her bath was drawn at the same time every morning so that she may prepare herself immediately after breakfast. At this rate though, if she finished in time to find herself relaxing in cold water, she would be frying the warrior like a hot dog. To help him further in his job, the brunette tilted her head and parted her mouth to aid him in his training. At this point, Ix cannot say that she did not try to help the man understand his duties.
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Though Nal Rog was satisfied with Aria's response, the look of distain she gave him and the tone of her voice irked him quite a bit. For him, she should be lucky enough to have a servant that could last more than a day without being turned to ashes with a mere outing of breath. And he didn't even want to get started on the whole 'Mistress' thing. During his time as a hunter of monsters, he was always used to women subjecting themselves to him for his deeds. For he was the master of women and not the other way around. But then again, none of them were born of a dragon like this one. And he still had his oath in which he had to uphold. With that in mind, the warrior pulled up a chair to the bed and sat beside the princess, the plate of food in his lap with expectations that she would reach over and start consuming. But oh, what little he knew of this dragon princess. Rather than perform the simple task of sitting up to eat, Aria instead opted for the infant's route. Was she really serious? Did she really intend for Nal Rog to spoon feed her like some child? It was so much to bear that it brought a look of suprise to his face. And as this preposterous thought raced through his mind, the sound of racing water nearby could be heard. The warrior could only assume that it was the bath being drawn for the princess and it would be soon time to wash up. With her mouth still open expecting food to be inserted and the prospect of having her upset with him for having to take a cold bath, a low sigh emitted from the man's mouth and he took a fork to the food before replying to her, Yes...Mistress... Nal Rog scooped up as much as he could on the small fork and blew on it to make sure that it wasn't too hot for Aria's tongue, though concidering that she could breath fire, it was probably a moot point. He then leaned over and slowly inserted the food stacked utensil into her mouth.
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Had she not already been accustomed to the figurative notion of being spoon-fed for all her life, Aria would have laughed at the look of incredulity written on Nal Rogs face. Without much thought, she wrapped her long forked tongue around the silvery utensil and slipped the contents delicately in her mouth. The first bite produced a pleasant sensation in her abdomen and took away most of the discomforts she had previously experienced. Tilting her head away from her feeder, she lifted a hand and blew lightly to test the effects. True enough a small flame was generated by the heat and reactive gases within her, licking the surface of her palm. She returned her gaze towards the warrior and waited patiently for the subsequent bites, her ill will temporarily subdued by the prospects of being full. Opening her mouth once more, she took what was expected until she could eat no more. The deep scarlet previously present in her eyes have lightened substantially as she slipped out of her soft bed and headed straight to the connecting room, where her steaming bath awaits her. Remembering her new servant, she paused by the doorway and leveled her gaze towards his before answering in an expectant tone, You are to wash me. With that, she returned towards the direction where a large marble pool was drawn out for Lord Ixs precious daughter, combined with special scents that served to calm her mood before the day starts. Tugging lightly on her bathrobe, she allowed the silky garment to slide off her shoulders and fall in a pool around her feet. Slowly, she descended down the steps of the pool and sighed with pleasure as the waves enveloped her petite form. Once neck-deep, she dunked under and waited for her servant to do his duties and made a mental note to fry him the next day if he were this slow.
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Watching Aria eat was like watching a lizard drinking water to Nal Rog. Seeing her feed the way she did made him doubt any notion that there was any humanity to her other than her appearance. It was only bolstered by the fact that as soon as she swallowed her food, she began to breath a light flame from her mouth, a sign that her strength was returning. He continued to feed her until she had enough and when she did, he set down the tray of food and waited to see what she would do next. Knowing her, she might have tried to test her revived vigor on him, but she seemed to have other things on her mind. One of which was to bathe. Without a word, she slipped passed him and straight into the washroom where the steam from the water rose into the air like a thick cloud. Nal Rog followed shortly behind the princess stopping only to be reminded that one aspect of his servitude was to wash away any filth that might have gotten on her throughout her day. Of course, the warrior didn't need to be reminded of this. In fact, he knew he probably had to anyway when he first heard the first wave of water hitting the bathtub. And what a tub it was, too! It looked more like a hot spring than anything else, decorated down to the very last tile. Nothing less from the daughter of a dragon lord. But the true jewel, as usual, was Aria herself. The bathrobe slinked to the ground to reveal her curvacious and nude form reminding Nal Rog that she was indeed a woman. As soon as she stepped into the bath, the warrior looked around for anything that could be identified as a sponge or a cloth and once he found that nice squishy and yellow object, he returned to her, sitting to face her back just as she raised her head from the water below. It would have been easier for him to actually get in the water with her, but Nal Rog doubted that she would want anyone other than herself enjoying the nice hot bath. Thus, he remained out, his muscular form hovering over her and ready to clean. But where would he start? Aria had given no command as to where he would start washing her, and with her attitude, any error in judgement could result in a hot foot. Good thing there was this water to dive into should it come to that. After a moment of wondering, Nal Rog decided to start with her back and shoulders. He dipped the sponge into the water and upon placing a hand upon her right shoulder, he began to bring it about her neck and back, going up and down in a soft, yet firm motion.