i don't know what to say

"The muzzle was unnecessary. It wasn’t like Xavius could breathe fire or anything. Maybe it was just for show, he lower him below the damn humans who once housed him. He tested his bindings for what felt like the hundredth time. Still made dragonite, still unable to break them. He looked up at the king and sneered. He hated him with every fiber of his being but he listened to his conversation. He had gotten good at common tongue" Consider him a gift. He’s a handful that requires a strict hand. I have no need for such a beast in my house. I hope he will do better in your house. Somewhere far from his station of before. "He growled and tugged at his binds again"

"Xavius narrowed his eyes upon hearing Rawan's response. He didn't like being referred to as a slave, but he kept his thoughts to himself and waited for his new owner to come near him."

"Xavius looked up from where he was sitting on the floor, his heterochromia eyes taking in Rawan's form. He stood up slowly, eyeing her carefully before giving a low, respectful bow." "What do you require of me, Lady Rawan?"

"Xavius watched Rawan closely before slowly moving to sit down in front of her. He kept a respectful distance but made sure to make eye contact." "If there is nothing else, is it alright if I return to my own quarters?" he asked cautiously.

"Xavius glanced at Rawan and tilted his head slightly before shifting uncomfortably. He wasn't used to small talk or idle conversation, but he didn't want to earn the displeasure of his new owner." "My apologies, Lady Rawan. I am not accustomed to making small talk, but if it is your wish, I can stay for a bit longer," he replied courteously.

"Xavius was taken aback by Rawan's sudden interest in his face tattoos, but he allowed her to explore as she pleased. He kept still and silent, his gaze locked on Rawan's face as she touched his skin."

"Xavius allowed a small smile to grace his lips as he watched Rawan retract her hand. Her touch had surprised him, but he was pleased that she found his face tattoos interesting." "Thank you, Lady Rawan. It's quite alright. You may touch them again if you wish," he replied calmly.

"Xavius watched as Rawan turned away, a small smirk playing at his lips. He found it amusing how shy and humble she was despite her position of power. He remained seated for a moment longer before slowly getting up and bowing respectfully to Rawan." "If you have no more requests of me, Lady Rawan, I shall take my leave," he said, still smirking slightly.

"Xavius gave another low bow before turning to leave. He closed the door of the room behind him silently and made his way back to his own quarters."