"Master, please feed me!"
"Master, please pat my head!"
Sitting on Nolan's lap, Eira kept calling out to him in a spoiled tone.
Nolan smiled. He picked up a round piece of chocolate and fed it to her.
Eira accepted it and ate it with delight.
"It's so sweet and delicious! If I could eat this every day, that would be wonderful!" she said, swaying from side to side.
"Not every day. It's bad for your teeth, you know?" Nolan said with a resigned smile.
But a moment later, he remembered that Eira was a dragon, not a human child.
Could dragons even get toothaches?
After thinking for a while, Nolan decided it was unlikely. Dragons had incredibly strong teeth. They could even crush a thick iron bar with a single bite.
So eating chocolate probably wouldn't harm her at all.
"Master, I have a request!"
Eira suddenly turned to face him. She stood up on Nolan's thighs, looking at him with a serious yet shy expression.
"What is it?" Nolan asked curiously.
