The Sky and the Stars
"Drakonia! Drakonia!"In the serene moments before the majestic dragoness Drakonia surrendered to the embrace of sleep, her tranquility was shattered by the incessant cries of her bumbling servant. Eyes ablaze with irritation, she snapped open her weary eyelids, seizing her servant's tail with swift precision. With a mixture of frustration and fury, she shook him vigorously, her breath heavy with sulfur as she issued a stern warning, "You better have a darn good reason for disturbing my slumber, or you'll find yourself sizzling on a skewer!""But, but, ma'am, there's a tree elf outside, she insists on seeing you immediately," the lizardman pleaded, his fear evident in his wide eyes."Couldn't you have made her wait? Don't you realize I just returned from a long journey and need a week's rest in my nest?" Drakonia roared, her frustration permeating the air with the scent of sulfur."Do you truly need a week's nap after every little flight? And besides, is it fitting for noble dragons to disregard a beautiful elf who has traveled so far just to express her gratitude?" Lynn Piaoye, the Star Maiden, interjected, her voice clear and melodious, tinged with both mockery and compassion, like thorns wrapped in roses."You elves seem to lack manners," Drakonia retorted, recognizing the elf who had brazenly entered her domain—none other than the dryad whom she had recently rescued from peril.This diminutive and graceful tree elf making a special journey to the Dea