Taking care

Drake produced some thick yellowish-green leaves from his pant pocket. He crushed the leaves gently between his thick palms until a greenish liquid ooze from the leaves.

He then gently applied that liquid on to her forehead nose and her chin.

Nyra looked at him with gratitude.

'I thought all the dragons are bad' She thought.

Her grandmother always warned her to stay away from them. The dragons are the rulers of the world. They will not treat humans well. That's what she learned from her childhood. 

'But I guess I was wrong. Drake is gentle and caring. Even though I am currently his maid, he taking care of me as his own' she thought looking at him with admiration.

He then proceeded to apply the medicine on to the soles of her feet.

"No, I will do it myself," Nyra said softly.

Somehow, making him do these kinds of things for her seems to be intimate.

Drake snorted with ridicule.

"Don't tell me your feet has som