The Dragon and The Otome Candidate

Ch. 4 My Name Is...

"Master, your rose water bath is ready," bows a teenage girl who has replaced her student robes with a neat black and white maids outfit.

Sounds of a silky robe is heard falling off someone, but before it could hit the floor, a gentle wind takes hold of it and brings it to said maid who is now holding onto the robe and the other clothes that were also thrown down by the calm looking reddish brown hair teenager.

"Thank you Florelia,"  says Cairo as he lifts a strong muscular leg into the bath, followed up with the rest of his body which includes his newborn dragon who has chosen his head as it's current resting spot.

Letting out a pleased moan at the comfortably hot water covering him up to the shoulder. Cairo lazes it out till he then brings up a seemingly delicate looking hand from the clear water for his right hand to start scrubbing him.

Florelia, keeping her blue colored dragon egg to her side, grabs a cloth and begins to scrub her master's body, being careful to not place too much attention to the whip scars seen on her master's back.

'Boo-Boo wake up, come and enjoy this bath with me,' mindlinks Cairo to his drake.

Snorting, the small dark purple dragon opens her equally small amber eyes, 'my name is Bellona! How could you give me such a name so publicly!'  

Letting out a soft husky laugh, he continues, 'but Boo-Boo is so endearing while Bellona may mean goddess of war and destruction, I believe Boo-Boo gives you a more, how you say, cute name.'

"Ow!"

Florelia immediately stops scrubbing and leaning to his ear shyly asks, "master, did I hurt you?"

Before Cairo could respond no, his blonde headed maid jumps over the bathtub and steps in front of them. Bowing deeply with her knee length skirt spread side to side, she shouts, "please punish me master, for I have failed to tend to your gorgeous self!"

However, instead of looking scared, like most of his hidden guards would normally react, this blond haired maid with her teary light brown eyes has an anticipating look at whatever will be bestowed to her.

Sighing, Cairo couldn't very well tell his almost perfect right hand servant that it was his other half who yanked some of his hair. If he did, he grimaced that his image may very well be ruined, even if it's just them three in the room... and a few others hiding outside.

"Your punishment, my dear Florelia..," lazily says Cairo while thinking of an idea to get this masochistic girl back to doing her duties.

Humming, he begins to have a plan yet wants to hear his other half's opinion. Meanwhile, the maid's dark long eyelashes quiver in expectation of what her dear master will ask of her.

'Aha, well my dear Boo- ehhh,' feeling a slight tug, he immediately changes, 'Bella, I believe you would like this land's delicious turtle monster meat.'

'Bella.. Hmm.. fine, that name I approve of.' Salvigating the small purple dragon purrs in agreement, 'can't wait to try it Cairo.'

Now smiling, Cairo whose attention is now back to his interestingly rising blushing maid.. Commands, "go hunt the Doralius and have it ready for us to eat tonight.'

Giving a grateful bow, Florelia looks back at her master with happy squinted eyes, "yes master! Right away!" She then carefully places her egg on her back and while stepping back disappears into the shadows.

"Now, Bella, would you give me the honor of bathing with me," says Cairo as he lifts his hands up towards his head while slightly lowering his head.

However, instead of his other half stepping on his hand, she decides to jump from way up high into their bathtub.

"Cannon ball!!"

Perplexed, Cairo tilts his head, 'cannon ball?'

As they bathe and play in the water, the day quickly fades into night where they have eaten the delicious meal hunted and cooked by Florelia. 

Falling to sleep beside her other half's rose scented hair, the small purple dragon begins to dream a nightmare.

In this bizarre dream, Cairo and a few other handsome men continuously courted a commoner named Emma, who is indeed a rather rare beauty. Nevertheless, in the dream, the dragon couldn't figure out why the handsome men, one of them had an even more gorgeous fiance, would discard their fiances for this one girl? A girl that seemingly didn't care to publicly bask in their attention yet when someone mentions anything negative the girl can easily make herself cry at being wronged. Did these young humans want someone like that?

The dream continues to Emma having to choose who she would want her happily ever after with. Happily ever after? Questions the dragon as she follows the girl's choices. In some, the girl lives happily with her new fiance while the ex-fiances of said young man are either thrown in jail, married to a much older man, banished from the kingdom, or justifiably killed by them or thrown to the shadow monsters. And so depending on who Emma marries, she'll gain the same amount of respect in which no one would ever dare try to make fun of her again. Especially since those who court and are able to marry her have a frightening perplexing side to them.

In the other considerably bad choices made by Emma, the dragon could see her crying in a cage or sitting motionlessly in a seat placed in a beautiful garden. In a much darker other result, she's holding onto the hand of the dying dark blue hair prince while behind her the carcass of a dark purple dragon can be seen holding onto an equally dead red headed man. In that same scene the ground has turned to ash and the monsters coming from the shadows are tearing into the living and the dead.

Becoming ever aware that's them, the dragon became so enraged at Emma's existence that she began to claw at her surroundings. Unfortunately for Cairo, that included pulling on his hair. If this continues I'm going to be bald, cries Cairo as he shushes to awake his poor Bella.

Written on March 09, 2022 in W a  t t  p  A  d