Picture above requested by @UnknownKuma.
____Drakiania's POV;
I was sat in the horse drawn carriage that Sebas and Solution used in their Mission, sitting across from me was Pandora's Actor. Well he didn't look like it, but he was. He was currently disguised as a slave merchant, the best in the underground network of the Empire, being the perfect doppelgänger race that he was, he had spent the last few days perfecting the slave merchant's voice. I was dressed rather shoddily, with a brown sac that served as a long dress of sorts, it was ripped at the seams and had some small holes. There were normal mundane cuffs around my wrists and ankles, the chain that held them together sat slacked in Pandora's Actor's hand. A brown musty cloak covered the entirety of my body and I had some dirt and mud scuffed onto my skin, staining the pale porcelain like sheet, to sell the whole act and make this seem believable. The weight of my usual rings still made my hand feel slightly heavy, but to any observer, they were the most bare they have ever been.The carriage drew up near the gates of a noble that was often known to be involved in the slave trade. He has recently fallen from the good graces of the Bloody Emperor due to a stupid mistake made on his part. This man not only bought and sold slaves, he also ran a black market in the underground's confines of the Empire. Something the Emperor was aware of but did not address as this market not only brought in good income for the Empire, but because this man was useful to him. Having always had a high standing in the royal courts, he was one of the main providers of funds in the running of everything luxurious that the Emperor got to enjoy.
Said noble was desperate to get back into the good graces of the Emperor in fear that he would fall from his high standing and his power over the Empire would diminish into nothing, so he had sent out a letter to all the best slave merchants he had ties with to get a hold of the rarest breeds of human known to man. Demiurge had gained wind of this information and shadows were quickly dispatched to retrieve the letter. We had sent back a response and were invited to the estate to show case this 'Golden Albino' that was written about in the letter. This rare 'human' was me, Demiurge sure is good at doing his work.
The letter had arrived on my desk, delivered by the hands of the devil himself, while I was still wondering how to get into the castle. He had provided me the answer just as I was starting to give up hopes of ever infiltrating under a low profile persona. The carriage drew closer to the entrance of manor where several slaves dressed as maid stood to greet their 'esteemed guest'. Pandora's looked towards me before I nodded in affirmation and he threw the doors open, grabbing me gently by the arm and pulling me up and out of the carriage. Of course, he had done each action with utmost care, it was the way I had react to his gentle actions that made them all seem rough. I faked tripping down the stairs and pretended to almost fall onto the ground when Pandora had released my arm. Great job me, 10/10 acting skills.
The girls looked on emotionless, though their eyes spelled out sadness and pity for me. They bowed towards Pandora before directing him into the manor and up the stairs to the drawing room of the manor. Pandora had a tighter hold on my chains now, though it did not hurt me at all, in fact, I was the one making sure the chains looked taut, Pandora was merely holding on to it like you would hold on to a leash of your favourite pet.
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The maids had closed the door to the drawing room behind them, though my draconic features were not on display, they were very much still there. The three maids on the other side of the closed door were whispering among themselves;"Did you see the girl's face?"
"Yes, she is so pretty. She looks like royalty, with beauty and features like that she must have a family of high or noble standings right?"
"What is she doing here? The poor girl doesn't look fit to be a slave. Master said she was rare right? Is it because of her hair?"
"No, you should have seen her eyes. They were so beautiful..."
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Overlord X Reader (Nazarick's Draconic Goddess)
FanfictionThis time Momonga isn't alone in the New World but with his long time friend Drakiania. ----------- I'm aware I gave the female protagonist a name, it's mostly to fit her avatar. I'll try not to mention too many details so y'all can still imagine it...