The training Grounds
As the large black dragon was eyeing the group, it lowered its head to Cassandra's side, where she gently scratched under its chin.
Krai was obviously glaring at the man, though. Could a dragon have understood his words? Was he upset about the words used toward the Commander-in-Chief's concubine just now? It couldn't be, right? The Captain swallowed slowly.
"If you do not wish to be healed, I suggest you see another doctor in the camp. But please don't be so noisy in front of the hospital or I'll have you removed."
"Re...removed?" said the Captain, though he had lost most of his voice.
Cassandra nodded, still scratching Krai's maw. The dragon was chewing some snow, some of its back still white. The men around the Captain, despite being impressed, tried to convince him again.
"The Lady of the Mountain is very skilled, Captain! She stitched the Lieutenant's arm and now he is fine! Please, Captain, at least let her examine you."
As the Captain was still frowning and glaring at Cassandra, one of his men walked to her, pleading.
"Please, Lady Cassandra, our Captain is very stubborn, but he is a great soldier and like a father to most of us! If he loses his leg, he will be sent back!"
"What happened?" finally asked Cassandra.
"He twisted his leg while training a while ago. We thought it might get better, but now it's been two weeks now, he can't even walk, and the area is all black and blue!"
She sighed. This was probably only a muscle contusion, but if that man was this stubborn, he probably hadn't taken any rest for his leg to heal. Two of the men pulled up one of their Captain's pant legs to show her the large bruise that had spread up his thigh. The Captain immediately became red.
"You little scums! How dare you undress me like that! You're all going to regret this!"
"How is it, Lady of the Mountain? Is it bad?"
"Don't you touch me you vicious...!"
But before he could end his sentence, a loud, angry dragon growled at him. The men ran in all directions, just before Krai's paw landed on the Captain, pinning him on the ground. He lost all air in his lungs in a funny expression, the beast crushing him to the ground.
"Hey, Krai, no. No, no, get your paw off. Here."
Krai was still growling, but Cassandra's calls managed to distract the dragon enough. She kept making gestures until the red eyes looked her way instead of the Captain's. Her voice was as gentle and calm as usual, yet every man was shocked to see the dragon attracted to her like a moth to a flame. Krai kept growling, unhappy, and the Captain was still being crushed under his humongous weight.
"Let go, come on. Come here," said Cassandra, stepping away so the dragon would follow.
Eventually, Krai turned around, its paw finally lifting from the man's body, who painfully tried to breathe again.
"Good dragon," said Cassandra. "Come here."
While she was scratching and petting Krai, Evin rolled his eyes and walked to the soldiers, helping their Captain up.
"You idiot. Insulting the Concubine in front of His Highness' Dragon."
"The dragon listens to the Lady of the Mountain!" said one of the men, impressed.
Evin clicked his tongue.
