Towergirls: The Ice Dragon’s Librarian and the Stone
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Summary: The second dragon princess finds herself a new servant to organize and care for her books, but something is off. His presence is a beacon of warmth, of lust and it doesn’t make sense to the normally composed and cool princess. Perhaps she should just enjoy her new servant while she has him.
People fled from a Kingdom where winter's chilling embrace coiled around and through the land at every corner and for every single minute of the year. Snow that fell from the sky in heavy sheets never seemed to melt from the ground and icicles hung off buildings like permanent spiked adornments that threatened those who were dumb enough to stand below them. Flecks of frost were spread by gusts of wind that sent frozen shivers down to the bone and seemed to roll through the Kingdom without pause. The cold, the wind, the constant snow, however, were not the reason why the people fled the Kingdom for better lands, no. There was plenty of food to go around and the Kingdom was wealthy beyond reason. A strong education could be found for any who stayed in the frigid lands and homes had the benefit of magic to keep them warm should they need it. The ruler of the land was the true reason as to why people saw it fit to make their exodus. Their draconic princess of ice and knowledge had been known to have a temper befitting a dragon and to what complaints and grievances the people had she would simply give them a cold shoulder. Any who were perceived as lacking in intelligence or perhaps treasonous were ousted from the Kingdom or frozen to become statues adorning the castle. Most did not wish to risk the wrath of the dragoness and decided instead to leave. All humans in the service of the ice dragon princess had left, all except for one warm soul who made his way to the castle today to accept an offer that in his mind he could not refuse.
A single human male in heavy robes secured by a silk sash stood just at the icy gates to the castle where he had been summoned to. Maidens of snow and cold stood atop the gates with frozen glares bearing down on the smiling man. They looked at one another with quirked brows before rolling their gazes back down at the human who was now waving politely at them. With shrug from each, the maidens raised their sleeve covered arms without a word said to the strange human below. The gates began to rumble and rise with the arms of the maidens as if there were puppet strings drawing up the heavy metal covered in frost and magic. When the gates were fully open, the smiling man stepped through but not before pausing to bow to the two gatekeepers that had allowed him to enter undisturbed. The gatekeepers looked at one another before they shrugged and turned their gazes forward to ignore the strange human who walked into the ice dragon's keep.
Deep within the castle and seated on a throne made of frost was a dragoness with frozen scales and a cold stare. She was the daughter of the Dragon Queen who stood above all Kingdoms with an iron claw. The Dragon Princess sat there with a posture and pride befitting her royalty. In one large hand, she held a book that was open, thumb occasionally flipping a page. One leg was crossed over the other at the knee and her free hand was grabbing the arm of her throne with clawed digits tapping at the icy material. A fat tail slid through one of the arms of the throne and twitched at the tip. The ice dragon's body was heavy set and she wore a bikini that barely held her fat breasts and the cloth around her bottom strained against her hips and waist. Despite what she was wearing, the cold didn't seem to phase her at all.
All around the throne room, there were shelves and bookcases lined with tomes, grimoires and more. There were books of arcane might and some on more mundane subjects, but still, she occasionally peered over at her collection with equal amounts of pride and greed that twinkled against her glasses. As her eyes took in the sights of her collection, the twitching of her tail grew just a bit faster with excitement that was clear as the sun shining outside of her walls. Her tail suddenly stopped, her gaze torn from the book that she had been reading as she looked at the door at the far side of her throne room. Steps echoed towards her sanctum and her eyes narrowed as the door opened slowly with a creak and a crack of ice. A human, of all things, stepped through with a strangely jolly smile. The human's hair was a fiery red and his cheeks were dotted with freckles. He approached her without a single trace of fear in his stride or his clear green eyes.
With a frown, she shut her book with a clap and brought both of her legs down so her feet were touching the floor just as the human took to bending the knee in front of her. When he looked up from his position he said in a jolly tenor, “I am here to serve as requested your radiance."
A look of amusement crossed the ice dragon princess' features for just a moment. This human approached her with a look of warmth that most saved for their family and friends. His smile reached all the way to his eyes and his eyes seemed full of a playful nature that most the princess would have frozen for even daring to display such impudent familiarity, but there was something else behind those eyes she thought she saw. Eir swore she saw something akin to intelligence and curiosity behind that gaze, something that kept her from wiping that fat smile off of his face.
Rather than bemoan the human's seemingly haughty nature, she huffed, “Serve as I requested? And what did I request pray tell?"
No fear crossed the human's features, instead, he stood and bowed his head deeply while a hand moved to keep his glasses held in place as he spoke, “You sent servants to search the villages of your Kingdom for a librarian willing to come serve at your castle, and so, here I am."
Eir blinked and brought a claw up to her chin thoughtfully. She remembered asking her servants to scour the land for a librarian to aid in organizing her collection a month ago. The dragoness had given up hope that there would be any human brave enough to serve under her again, but here stood a supposed librarian with seemingly little fear of her and with an open desire to offer his services. It was almost too good to be true.
A frosty mist began to rise from the corners of her mouth as she got out of her seat, “So, you claim that you are a librarian worth my time, and yet I do not know who you are or if you truly are worthy of the position, it is a paid one after all with a home here in the castle." Before the human could speak she continued to air her suspicions, “A home here in the castle is not one that many would choose. Do not think me blind. I have seen the people flee from my cold halls. I am a taskmaster, a cold mistress with a heart of black frost or so they say, so tell me, why is it that I should pay you when it is most likely that you will simply take compensation and leave after the first week no doubt?"
The human looked at her with his smile turning to a small pensive frown as he looked to the side and then rubbed his chin, “Well, if you must know my reasons and must know my worth, then I can only say this. As a librarian, I simply love books. Keep what gold you have and let me handle the books and I think I'd be happy. As to the cold, I have a charm to keep me warm."
Eir took a single step towards the human with one hand holding a book at her hips and the other one gripping her chin as she leaned in to give him a look with a quirked brow, “What strange type of human are you? Most would run in fear as soon as I give them a few questions on their worth, but here you are answering as if I were a commoner as if I were your friend."
The human took to one knee again and returned her suspicion with a bright smile, “My apologies Dragon Princess. You see, I'm just excited to get to work with so many books. I've stayed in this land for all of my life due to the fact that there are so many opportunities to learn, and knowledge is what I value most."
Both of the dragoness' eyes were wide as she stared at the human over her glasses in a moment of disbelief. She soon narrowed her gaze before rising to a full stand and clearing her throat. She hadn't expected to hear such an answer from a human of all things. There weren't many that valued the pursuit as knowledge as much as Eir, but those who did she at the very least had a modicum of respect for. Eir herself was a dragon that hoarded knowledge as was evident by her throne room being full of her treasure, and unlike her little sister, she did not waste her hoard by eating it or destroying it in fits of rage. No, she took care of her hoard very well but the organization of so many tomes was a difficult for one dragon alone no matter how smart she was and it also made research difficult, hence why she had asked her servants to find her a librarian worthy of her time. If this human was being honest with her, then he would be perfect for what she required. She only had to test him now.
With a flick of the wrist, she intoned with a voice full of rumbling command, “Then I accept your service, but you will only be paid and only be given board once you show me an example of your work. Prove to me your worth and arrange some of the shelves here."
She expected him to balk, for his foolish little facade to fade and for him to show the greed for gold that he was truly hiding. Eir kept the shock out of her expression as he bowed and kept his composure. She continued to watch the human as he took the book from her claws gingerly as one might take a child from a mother's hands to care for them. The librarian that she had hired moved about with confidence in his steps that tapped lightly against the icy floors as he worked to sort the furthest shelf. Eir felt pangs of anxiety trace through her twitching tail as she followed and kept her eye on his hands as he handled her books. There were many old books in her collection, old books that required the most gentle and expert of touches and more than just that, the other books were to be preserved just as perfectly as well. If he dared break one of the bindings, tear a page, or do anything to make her hoard any less than it was then he would pay dearly and most likely be lucky if she simply killed him on the spot, but he didn't do anything to deserve punishment.
Eir continued to watch and her anxiety soon fell to a low hum at the back of her mind as the twitch of her tail became a motion of interest now. His hands moved steadily, but with a certain surety in where they were going and where he was moving the books. He stepped back from the bookcase a few times to move to other cases and plucked books from each one and switched them until he sighed and clapped his hands together. The end result was a single bookcase that looked much neater than the rest. The books were lined up perfectly with only a few jutting out of place in only what she could assume was order by volume and subject. For a second, she looked to a bookcase that hadn't received his touch and noticed how the books were nearly spilling out of the shelves and how difficult it had been to find things. Without a word, the librarian watched as she plucked a single book from the shelf that he had cleaned and she flipped it open to see that it was a book on earth magics. When she set it back where it belonged and took the one next to it, she found herself with a book that was on the studies of elemental magic, earth in particular.
Setting the book back with tender love and care, she looked to the human before turning her chin up and snorting, “So it seems you can organize things. If this is just a taste, I look forward to seeing what you can do with some proper time. The servants will escort you to your room should you need it."
The librarian bowed deep before turning to look at her, “So, I have your leave to continue working then?"
Eir waved the human off as she turned to begin walking towards a door at the far side of the throne room, “You do not need my permission to do your job, just do it right and make sure you have something to show me before I return." Before the human could ask where she was going she turned her head and snorted, “I'll be in my quarters taking a nap. Should I wake up and I find that little has changed or that you have somehow betrayed my expectations, then you should expect to find yourself adorning the top of my castle as a frozen gargoyle."
Her threat fell on deaf ears. The human was going about his business with a happy hum, his hands working to organize her collection and his twinkling eyes set on his work. Stranger still, was that he hadn't seemed to spare her body a glance. Most humans were liable to stare at her body as they were creatures of simple needs and wants, but this one had done nothing but look at her books. She supposed that she should be proud that her collection drew such an inquisitive mind to her halls, but there was something odd about not being the most important thing in the room. Hah, such thoughts were better saved for her lesser sister who needed the validation of her royal subjects. Eir was different. Eir only cared for the pursuit of knowledge, and yet, wasn't learning about sex on the list of things to do for her? Certainly not with a common human. There was something strange about the human that brought little sparks of warmth up her body. Her eyes focused on the human that was moving about to do his duty and the heat that suddenly twisted and coiled about between her legs. Shaking her head, she turned away from the human. With a sigh, she moved to leave the human to his job and take a nap to hopefully dream of things that would keep her mind off of such foolishness and perhaps the strange sensations coursing through her body would cease.
Eir's dreams were plagued with the strange human's smile. He had been a striking point of warmth in her cold throne room. His eyes were watching her in her dreams with a certain warmth and love that brought a shiver down her spine. She could see him standing there with her books, organizing them neatly and carefully without much care for her, and his eyes, his eyes refused to turn back to her. Eir wanted so badly to force him to her will, to force him to look upon her and kneel to give her tribute, but not for him to bend the knee, but for him to plant his lips between her thighs and please her in another manner. Even this was another type of pursuit of knowledge, the pursuit of sexual understanding was just as important as anything else, but would the human be interested in satisfying her curiosities? She wondered what he looked like beneath his robes. Would he stand there shivering with a meager shaft, or would his cock be something that would impress her? Eir knew that her dreams were drifting out of her control into territories which she should not wonder about, but she couldn't help but imagine her claws raking the robes from his body so she could see her librarian standing there nude before her. In her dreams, he was more than willing to plant his filthy human member inside of her and bury his seed in her womb to populate her Kingdom with their children. Her fledglings would be given the chance to learn from her hallowed halls and understand the mysteries of life thanks to the knowledge that she had accrued. What use was all her knowledge if she could not share it, if she could not pass it down to those who would find it just as important as she did, and what better students than children born from her eggs and from the seed of a man who seemed just as interested in the pursuit of finer things just as much as she was. Even in her dreams, she realized that her need was real, far too real to ignore, but she couldn't simply order the human to please her, no, she had to make it about learning something. Perhaps, perhaps she had an experiment in mind that would make the human more than willing to be her for release.
Eir woke later when the night was upon them. Her eyes cracked open and she slipped out of the mess of covers and noticed beads of sweat dotting her body as if she had been beneath a fire. The oil lanterns on her wall shimmered and cast light against her glistening scales. With a narrowed gaze, she looked down at what clothes she wore and decided that it was simply the heat. She tore off her top and let her breasts spill out and soon did the same with her bottoms. She sighed, an icy mist trailing from her mouth as she stretched and looked about her room. Her eyes drifted to the door that led down to her throne room and wondered if the human was still there.
Eir's dreams still toyed with her body and mind. Bits of warmth spread through her form even though the temperature in her castle was always cold. She could feel dripping arousal between her legs trail down her thighs and her tail lashed back and forth. Eir wondered what had caused such a strange occurrence in her body. Was it her season? Or perhaps had she been alone for so long without another who looked at her with such warmth in kindness. She could wonder and wonder all she wanted, but what she knew was that her body seemed to burn for attention that she had not received in years, and perhaps she should simply indulge in her desires, after all, it would be a learning experience to have sex with a human for the first time. Sighing, she rubbed at her neck and began stepping to the door. There were experiments to be done and knowledge to be gained, she could use that as an excuse to claim her human.
Out of her room, the dragoness walked with a heated aura around her that was palpable despite the frosty surroundings. The ice maiden's guarding her room made no comment the warmth that was radiating off of her and instead bowed their heads as they opened the doors at the foot of the stairs that led to the throne room.
The strange heat that had begun to plague her during the moments of her dream only seemed to grow worse as she entered her throne room. It rolled about her body in a strange fog that almost seemed to obscure her vision and mire her thoughts in musings of why she was feeling this way. She grimaced and rolled her shoulders as she stepped deeper into the throne room trying to push those strange thoughts off of her. She could hear the sounds of shuffling feet on the floor and what sounded like happy humming. Eir paused as the human walked past her without so much as a wave of the hand. With his passing, she felt the burning inside of her grow as if he had thrown a piece of kindling in the furnace that was her gut. She huffed and was about to address him when she paused and took notice of the work he had been doing. Nearly all of her books were stacked neatly in their shelves and no doubt they were organized and categorized in a manner that she would need. The sight of her collection so tenderly sorted made her heart flutter and tugged a small smile on her maw, but she found that the heat had only grown more intense.
While the human still ignored her, she stood there with crossed arms and called aloud, “Librarian, I have need of you!"
Her booming voice shook the walls and the bookcases surrounding the throne room. The human jolted and turned with a big smile that turned to a small neutral press of the lips. His eyes looked upon her nude form and his cheeks blared red before his smile returned and his gaze turned up to her own as he cleared his throat, “Well, hello Dragon Princess—"
“Please." Eir said with a swish of her tail and a near purr that sounded alien even to her, “Call me Eir dear."
For a moment he seemed out of his element, his lips opening for one moment before closing as if he were trying to grasp his words carefully. When he spoke his same jolly tone was there and his composure regained, but his cheeks were still tinted red, “Eir...Mistress, I am here at your service. Just tell me what you need and I shall give it to you."
Eir thought for a moment. What she required were books on alchemy and mixing of potions, but she felt that strange foreign heat pushing through her mind and it made other curiosities surface instead, “Tell me what I need and you shall give it to me? Is that so? Anything at all?" Her eyes narrowed and her mind began to grow hazier and hazier.
The human blinked, his bright smile turning crooked and fraught with nerves as his mistress took a step towards him with her breasts bearing down on him and her wings flicking out as if she were ready to pounce, “I… Yes. Anything that you need and I will provide it. I am yours to use."
He could not know. He could absolutely not know that the throbbing inside of her body was growing ever worse with every single one of his words. The human's admittance that he was hers to use in any way she desired nearly spurred her to charge him, but instead she leaned to grab his cheeks and purr to him, “Strip for me then. Strip for me and show me your body."
For a single moment the thought to disobey crossed the human's eyes, but instead, he backed away from her touch and nervously began to undo his robes for her. She watched as he stripped, watched as he pulled back his robes to show that he wore nothing beneath but underwear and a pendant around his neck that held a pretty gem colored a fiery orange. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at the gem. With two claws she gripped the gem and tugged him closer by the pendant. He yelped and made no attempt to cover himself, instead, he only watched with shaky eyes as the ice dragoness looked the stone over.
A fang filled grin touched Eir's features as she looked at the source of her heat, and most likely the charm that protected the human from the cold, “Dragon's heart hm? Tell me, dear librarian, what does this do?"
The librarian stuttered, “W-why it is a a stone that keeps me warm, keeps anyone warm who wears it yes?"
Eir cooed, “Yes, so smart and I love that about you, but understand that this stone also serves as a beacon for dragons. Lust and hunger are awakened within the dragons and so I must ask did you know this? Were you trying to lay with your princess? Or perhaps you simply wished to taunt her and see her squirm?"
The human gasped a clear horror touched his features followed by the draining of color from his freckled cheeks, “I swear! I swear I did not know that this thing was ailing you so, I never meant to taunt you, it is my only source of warmth here!"
Eir threw the human down to the ground and stepped over him before seating herself atop of his face like a throne, her cunt, her now dripping and wet cunt planted against his lips as she roared out, “Then prove your loyalty and end this insufferable heat!"
Beneath her grand rump and wet cunt the human huffed and began to squirm, but soon enough his tongue began to work. Whether he was enjoying it or not, she could barely care. The source of the heat pounding at her mind and body was right there in front of her and she knew exactly where she could seal it, but instead, she chose to ride this out and let herself indulge in her more base nature. What sort of things would her mother say if she saw her precious daughter hunched over a human like a bitch in heat riding his face? What type of things would her sister say for that matter? In truth, normally she could have cared less what either thought and right now she only cared about the speculation of their judgment as a sort of way to amplify her arousal with a strange mixture of shame that shuddered up her stomach. She trembled as she felt the buzz of pleasure ring against her thighs when the human began to drag his tongue against her wet hole in earnest.
At first, the human's tongue had been flicking out meekly to test the waters, but now he was moving quickly to dart it inside of her and against her outer folds. Her thighs squeezed on his head to keep him pinned, but she knew he wouldn't dare move a single inch as long as she commanded it. Eir purred and her tail curled as she felt his tongue, her body shaking with feral pleasure as her tail twisted out to flick against the human's bulge against his underwear. She turned her head back to gaze upon his bulge, to marvel at the size for a human of his stature and some sort of crazed relief shook her to the core as she realized that the hard-on before her eyes had been caused by her hunger and her body.
Eir realized she could ride the human's face all night, all day and all eternity at this point. The human was entirely hers to do with as she pleased and she took a certain pleasure in this. Her hips began to move back and forth in a rhythm driven by the pleasure twitching through her body. She let out icy breath to the already cool air and clutched the source of her heat in one hand firmly while the other moved behind the human's head to pull him closer against her cunt. The human complied with his tongue burying itself further inside of her pussy. Her inner walls squeezed to his tongue and the burning rolled inside of her further. She could have let go of the gem in her hand at any time and frozen it to at least dull the effects, but she only clasped it desperately as if it gave her some sort of twisted pleasure to drive herself further and further into the brink of near lust induced insanity. In her other hand, she held the opposite of the gem, something that comforted her. The curls of the human's hair twisted around her digits and settled as she stroked and grazed her claws through his hair. She sighed as she held onto his head, dragging it back and forth slowly so that his tongue was moving in circles against her cunt while her hips moved in the opposite direction. Just a little more, just a little more and she would finally be able to have release, but even still the heat grew.
Her insides clenched and gushed no doubt wetting the human's face more than just a bit. The ice dragon's tail moved to curl around the human's bulge and squeeze as her breathing turned rapid. Pressure built in her gut and she doubled over as she began to lift and drop her hips on the human's face to grind and hump his mouth. Soon she was rutting his lips and tongue desperately as if she could somehow rub the heat away by doing this. Closer and closer she came to finally hitting her climax and when she felt it strike her, she felt a lance of cold and heat dancing up her spine. With shaking thighs and trembling body she reached in front of her to hold herself up as a series of moans echoed out and shook the air in front of her. Eir roared her pleasure, gusts of frosty mist blowing from her maw.
Shaking, groaning she took in deep breaths of air, the dragon princess stood from where she had been sitting on the human's face and turned to him. The librarian sat up slowly, his lips slick with her pleasure, his own breath ragged as he was finally allowed to rest, but there was no time for that. When he turned to address his princess, her eyes were thin lines that appraised him with a sort of bestial and predatory hunger. He thought to ask if she was okay, but when he turned around she only stepped to him with a careful sort of movement akin to that of a serpent circling prey. The human tried to stand on shaky legs to face the princess, but she moved in a speed betraying her size and with the back of her hand sent him onto his rear. The librarian's eyes were wide, his body trembling even though the stone he used to keep warm still bounced against his chest. He gasped and let out a squeaky yelp as her claws raked the air. A rip and tear sounded off and in her claws, she held the tatters of his underwear and despite whatever fear he felt his cock was still hard and ready to be used.
Eir could feel herself losing her mind to this maddening desire that had her sight blurry with red lust and need. She knelt down over the human so her heavy breasts were on his face and his cock was poking between her legs. A strong hand moved between her legs to grip at his shaft, her digits tracing the hard member before easing the tip past her wet folds. There was an urge for her to slam down as soon as she felt the tip against her entrance, but instead, she eased it inside of herself and lowered herself slowly to savor the feeling of the twitching cock brushing against her inner walls. A low growl slipped through her maw and both of her hands moved to grip at his shoulders she found herself seated entirely on his lap. She could feel his small hips trembling beneath her, his breath creating little puffs of mist in the cool air let little moans slip and slide from his soft lips. Her librarian was such a small thing, so weak and easily used. Eir could break him with one single movement, but rather than start rough, she began to rock her hips back and forth slowly to savor the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her. The heat was still there, it was still burning ever present in her heart and through her body, but she found it easier to regain control with his cock inside of her. Her eyes focused on the gem at his chest and she blew cool air over it to begin the process of freezing the damnable thing. Still, she needed this, she had already been revved up and even if she froze the stone entirely then nothing would change; she would still need to satisfy the heat inside of her.
Up and down her hips moved and her rear slapped down on his body with little slaps that echoed out into the throne room. The human himself was letting out huffs of breath, his eyes hazy and his cheeks flushed a deep red as if he were in some sort of fever. Both of her hands moved to grab his face and she leaned down enough to let her long tongue curl out and slide against his lips. He only moved and shifted at her touch and his hands slid up her body to clutch at her sizable breasts as he began to move his hips up to her in response to the tender love she gave him. With his hips moving, she felt it almost impossible to keep her slow pace. His thrusting meant he was ready for something more than the slow rutting that she was giving him, it meant that he was surely ready for his princess to go wild.
Eir ran her hands down the human's back and dug her claws in slowly and her tail lashed as she raised her hips on high. The dragoness brought every inch of his cock inside of her with one single motion, her body trembling as she began to bounce up and down on his lap wildly. The human gasped and his body shook, but he did nothing to stop her and said no complaints, only watched as the dragoness took him. A roar shook the bookcases around the throne room and Eir began to pant and moan as she drove his cock inside of her again and again. Her insides were clenched tight around his member as if she were pumping it for dear life and she thought that her insides would suddenly burst into flames from the friction. It was with that friction that she felt the pressure in her body grow, her eyes shut tight as she kept grinding against the human to press his cock against the right spot again and again. Soon, so soon she was crying out and letting out a roar shook and vibrated the air. Mist rolled from her maw as her insides clenched tight and her climax struck against her hard. She cursed against the air of the throne room and gripped tight onto the human to grind herself until she felt fully satisfied. While she brought her hips down to him, she felt his own orgasm began to twitch out inside of her. Hot ropes of cum poured out and struck her inner walls, sticking there and wetting her insides with his seed. What danger! She could find herself fat with a common human's child, but he was smart and that was more important than royalty. With a breath, she slowly rose from him, a drop of cum slipping from her wet folds as she looked around.
The heat had gone from her body and mind and for once she took note that her hoard was in a disheveled state. Her roars had upset the balance of the bookcases and her precious books were tossed about on the ground just before their shelves. Normally, she would be furious, but the dull throngs of pleasure were still rolling through her and she could not find the ire to be angry. Turning to the human, she saw that he was panting with his eyes closed and his cock spent. The little stone on his neck was frozen with her magic and for that she was thankful. Now that she was in control of her mind and body fully, she felt a bit of remorse at having abused her servant so thoroughly, well, hopefully, he would stay to clean up this mess, but first, she would need to get him a replacement for that damnable charm of his.
An hour or so later, the human had woken up and Eir had retrieved a replacement for him. At the moment, he knelt before her with sweat dotting his cheeks and a flush of red playing through his freckles. Both were clothed and Eir was looking down at the human with an eye quirked kneeling at her feet. She thought it strange that he should be the one feeling any bit of remorse and she intended to correct this behavior.
“Rise." The ice dragoness said solemnly.
The librarian rose and his hands clasped together as he began to apologize, but before so much as a word came from his lips Eir presented him with a small pendant, “No doubt even in your robes you are cold, so take this."
The human blinked before taking the pendant and holding it up. He gasped as he looked at the glimmering shape of one of her scales put around a silver chain, “But this is—?!"
“A scale of mine." She said with a nod before continuing, “It was not your fault that you didn't know. We are here to teach and really I should have stopped before taking advantage of you so voraciously. If you will allow, accept my apologies and this token of our connection. I'll expect you to clean this mess, but I will not bemoan you a bit of a break. That, and I'll want you close by at all times. Your services will be compensated as my personal assistant."
Again the human began to speak, but she brought a hand up to silence him, and with a small smile she presented a small box covered in frosted gems and ice. The human blinked and leaned in to look at the box with tilted head. He paused and looked at her as if waiting for permission before her smile simply widened. He frowned but moved to open the box before gasping and letting it drop as he saw the dim glow of the dragon's heart. With a chuckle, she set the box in his hands where he held it gingerly and she purred, “So you see, this is your old charm sealed in a box of my own making, of course, if you were to let this free and wear it again I would have no choice other than to pounce on you and ravage you as I did before."
Understanding dawned upon the human as his cheeks burned red and he held the box close to his chest, “I see...Well, mistress Eir. If it pleases you, then perhaps I should begin my work here yes? I imagine I will have plenty of time, but the books are important."
Eir crossed a leg upon her throne and chuckled as she watched him, “Yes, and my will we spend a long time together."