Misunderstood Dragon (2)

Wise sat in a well lit room while Rosalind sat on the chair by his side, leaving two free chairs in front of them. 

There was a gentle sound of clicking cutlery and quiet noise as the guests conversed with each other. 

The restaurant was exuberant with a large glowing chandelier above them hanging on a ceiling overlayed with a large piece of art spanning several meters. 

All cutlery from the spoons to the plates was all golden. Even the base of the goblet was engraved with gold. 

A truly fancy restaurant, at least by this world's standards…

"I'm very, very sorry about earlier," Rosalind said, a worried expression on her face. "You're not mad are you?"

Rosalind had screamed so loud that Wise had wondered how her tiny body was capable of producing such sounds. 

After successfully alerting half of the entire inn, Wise had to spend the last thirty minutes explaining that it was a simple misunderstanding!