As a dragon, I find this romantic as fuck AADIFTRAF

Heating Unit Warming My Heart

The fish filet fizzled in the pan. The aroma of rosemary filled the small kitchen to the brim and the audience of two looked to be at the edge of their seats.

Muu, Kassvins sisters dads dog sat on the floor at Lances feet who was chewing on a chopstick in his frustration.

He chuckled as he looked at them, evil. He went to fetch a second piece to put in the pan.

"Za aba?" (Is it done?)

"Ove. Specta, sti bri'k mjál za." (No. Look, the side is raw.)

He heard Lance groan. He's so hungry!

This dog... Lance doesn't like this dog. It's an asshole.

But like, not the kind of asshole you would think a dog would be, hes like the stereotype of the brainless muscle dude named Brad with a hot girlfriend named jessica kind of asshole. Wich is weird because Brad and Jessica don't exist.

Back to the dog. This fucking dog is buff as shit. You look at it and get scared even if you're not stealing.

He looks like he's on fucking steroids and testosterone and lives in the gym curling all day. This dog could bark at Shaq and Shaq would flinch. Well, maybe not Shaq but y'know. He scarry as shit.

Finally, he placed a steaming piece of cooked salmon on the plate in front of Lance.

"Ch'aka!" (Thanks!) The dragon decided to dig in, splitting the tender meat with a chopstick. "Fuck, it looks so good."

"Wait! Stiu'k piche rys!" (You need rice!) He said, bringing last dinners leftower to the plate and giving him a spoonful.

"Ch'aka, rera." (Thanks, again.) The prince turned around and flipped the second filet. He's not that hungry, but it does look really delicious.

Ever since his long lost friend showed up he's been wondering about Valkyon. Where could he be.

"Ial stuin sré, Lanse?" (Whres your brother, Lance?)

"Eldarya'sy." (In Eldarya)

"Ial? Haeha za?" (Where? Whats that?)

"Fuck, It's long."

"Lana thats inappropiate."

"I didn't mean it like that! It's just a long story."

"So long that you switched tounges for the second time this morning."

"Yeah.... How is Blavió?"

"Still in ruins. I've been helping out with the reparations, it's not going great. Not enough workers, not enough materials. I've been hunting in the mountains to feed the people who can't make a living anymore, at least those people seem to be doing fine rebuilding their homes. We barely have any trade and our crops keep failing. Life is hard nowadays. Been like this for nearly a decade. Ever since the fall."

"Shit. That sucks."

"How have you been?"

"We went back to being mercenaries, but Eldaryans feel some type of way about child labour even though thats the only way we could feed ourselves. Ended up going to school, but I had to have a non-dragon name to be accepted. I went with Lance." He paused to shovel his breakfast into his mouth.

"Thats as close as it gets to Lansegra. What does the name mean?"

"It's the name of a weapon. A deliberately useless one at that."

"Hmnm. Did Valkyon change his name?"

"He would never. You know that name is special." Kassvin put his filet on a plate and turned the gas off. He got his scoop of rice and sat down in his favourite chair.