Chapter 21: I Refuse to Be Scrutinized

Glancing back, she saw the execution grounds shrink into the distance as she ran, the roadside growing thick with vegetation.

Charis’s voice grew bolder, almost stealing the lead.

“Tch, just follow me.”
Ophelia’s brow twitched, thinking this dragon was getting cocky—give her an inch, and she takes a mile.

The human and dragon squeezed into the bustling street, surrounded by elegantly dressed ladies with parasols and suited gentlemen checking watches.

“olt, but her attempt to slip away failed as Ophelia grabbed her and dragged her into the shop.