If you don’t mind, I’m going to redo this post to help you out with deciding what to do…. It was rather bland. *pokes Zack* I say you go to the mansion, Zacky!
Salvador had confidently strolled back in to his household, broadly smirking as he passed by his brothers and sisters. He was delighted for the first time in a very long time. All that tension that had built up for years, finally gone. Everything felt much better now. The egging need to find a mate had finally subsided a bit and he could think about other things with much more ease now.
That woman was quite fun anyway. She was very beautiful and only someone with his calibur of handsomeness and stregnth should ever lay a hand on that woman. Even her body felt perfect to him. Perhaps it would be an idea to go back tomorrow and have some more fun. Then again… perhaps he shouldn’t push his luck.
His father was a rather strick dragon, as most dragons who had survived the massacres of the 1300’s had become. They always warned about not getting involved with humans and not making their presence known. It was all rather boring and tiresome, but then they had to add on laws to go ontop of that. Do this and you get locked up in a cave for so many years. Do that and you become an outcast. Do this and that, you have your magic stripped from you and get stuck in human form for all eternity. It was all quite infuriating.
Salvador cockily grinned as he passed by his father, the governor, and nodded to him. “Hello, father. How goes the trades with Spain? Will they be sending us more money to start more projects?”
His father gave him a close look, but choose to ignore his son’s current attitude. The hatchling was usually a bit too proud for his own standings. So, they spoke buisness per usual.
********************
Maria had been asleep for most of the morning, recovering from the terror of her previous day. She awoke with a start as a nightmare filled her head. Her body jerked upward and she snapped her eyes wide-open. She softly whimpered as she slowly looked throughout the room, paying close attention to the shadows.
Despite not being able to find anything to actually fear, she still whimpered and curled up in a tight ball. She could still feel that man’s touch… His breath lingered on her skin as if he were still right there next to her. His…
She yelped and buried her face in her hands, loudly crying. If only she had her father’s status- If only thing were better for her and her family- If only…
And then- He was the living devil. She knew it. No other being could have eyes like his. The red scales that covered him… That face. She had been tainted and would be sent to hell now, she knew it.
So, she continued to cry in her bed, unwilling to move or speak to anyone.