"Hmm, maybe it's because she's too dark after all!" Dragon mother Atreus ponders, studying the now distraught Dilara. Ignoring Dilara's skin color, as the queen of the Zor elves, she is undoubtedly top-notch in terms of beauty.
"Even if she were fair, I wouldn't have any interest." Muria responded, with a slight twitch on the corner of his mouth.
"Is there something wrong with your body?" Dragon mother Atreus, furrowing her brows, closely examined Muria. "That should not be possible, your bloodline is perfect."
"There's nothing wrong," Muria protested, his face turning black in an instant, furious that Dragon mother Atreus questioned his abilities as a male.
"If there's no issue, then why are you not interested in this elven queen? As a typical dragon creature, this isn't normal."
"Because she's a Zor elf." Muria replied, glancing distastefully at the Zor queen Dilara. Compared to the upright forest elves, the private lives of Zor elves are chaotically unimaginable.