"Want some, Master?" Theron asks, her voice isn't far from me.
I open my eyes, seeing Theron flying right on top of me while holding a fruit tart using her mouth. I smile. How considerate.
"It's okay. You eat it. Those are for you after all."
Without any second thought, she swallows the whole thing. Her moving cheeks are quite visible from munching on the tart. I softly chuckle. Quite a big appetite, this dragon has. The cakes and tarts I had asked for are enough for three people to eat. Guess she's famished.
I sit back up, beside the flying Theron. The wind from her flapping wings brushes my face, like a small portable fan.
"Didn't know you're a sweet tooth."
"My teeth aren't sweet."
"Hahaha…!" I laugh out loud at her ridiculous reply. Surely she did not just translate the meaning solely from the word? "Sweet tooth means someone who likes to eat sweet things." I explain, wiping the tears that harbor in my eyelids.
"Oh…
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