A slight frown formed on her face, her red eyes narrowing at Fafnir as the temperature in the room seemed to plummet. I felt a chill crawl up my spine as the oppressive aura around her darkened.
And yet, Fafnir, in all his audacity, simply remained perched in my hands, completely ignoring her.
I sighed. Here we go again…
The Empress, on the other hand, sighed, a flicker of amusement in her usually composed expression. "Still holding a grudge, little one?" she mused, tilting her head.
Fafnir responded by snorting and curling further into my hands, his tail flicking dismissively.
I raised an eyebrow. "You do realize she didn't do it on purpose, right?"
No response.
"Come on, don't be petty."
Another stubborn woof.
The Empress sighed again, shaking her head. "Unbelievable." Then, in a rare display of playfulness, she reached out with a glowing hand and gently waved it in front of him. "Fafnir, I'll have you know that ignoring a lady is incredibly rude."
