Ignition

In the evening, there was a commotion in the courtyard. Leon held Muwen and stood on the balcony, looking down.

The Red Dragon Queen left the temple under the escort of the guards.

Today's visit could be considered over.

"It's Aunt Isha~" Little Muwen pointed to the queen in the red dress.

"Are you familiar with Aunt Isha, Muwen?" Leon asked.

Muwen shook her head, "No, Muwen has only seen Aunt Isha in the family photo in Mother's room, but Aunt Isha wears all red, so she's easy to recognize~"

"Family photo?"

"Do you dragons also have family photos?"

"Yes, it was taken with Mother, Aunt Isha, and Great Grandmother~"

Well, before Leon could fully grasp the concept of a "dragon family photo," Muwen came up with another surprising statement.

On Rossweise's family photo, there was only her sister and her grandmother?

What about the other dragons?

Did they all passed away?

Just as Leon was lost in his thoughts, Muwen coquettishly said, "Daddy~ let's also take a family photo when we have time!"

"Oh, well… sure, no problem."

"Yay~ Daddy's the best~ muuuuua~."

The little dragon girl gave a firm kiss on Leon's face, and her tail was practically reaching for the sky. Leon's heart was also feeling quite content.

In the days to come, tormented by Rossweise, his daughter, a hybrid of human and dragon, was probably his only solace. The father and daughter chatted, and then they heard a knock on the door.

Leon put Muwen down, took her hand, and went to open the door.

Outside was the head maid, Anna.

"Your Highness, the princess's dinner is ready," Anna said.

"Oh, let's go then."

Leon was about to lead Anna out of the room as he spoke. But Anna raised her hand to stop him.

"Sorry, Her Majesty the Queen has instructed that you cannot leave this room. We have brought your dinner to you."

Anna waved her hand, and another maid brought a portable meal box to Leon.

"Your Highness, this is ordered by Your Majesty. Please don't make it difficult for us," Anna said respectfully.

"Um… okay, then, Daddy, I'll come back to you right after I finish eating," Muwen nodded.

Leon nodded, "Okay."

He suddenly realised that little Muwen was a very sensible girl. Even though she was still just a child, she had some whimsical ideas and requests.

But as soon as she heard kind words from others and started negotiating, she immediately lowered her demands. She seemed to dislike causing trouble for others.

Hmm— In this aspect, she is like her dad, Leon thought proudly.

The maids took Muwen away.

Leon also carried his food back to the room. He didn't sit at the table. He just casually sat on the floor beside the bed. He opened the meal box, and the aroma filled the air. Presumably, someone must have specifically studied human recipes.

Leon had heard before that dragon cuisine mainly consisted of the meat of various wild animals and dangerous species, with little to no vegetables. But his dinner had both meat and vegetables, and the combination was quite good.

Leon sighed with relief, picked up his fork, and started eating dinner.

After a moment, the door opened. Leon leaned over from the bed, thinking Muwen had returned.

But what he saw was a pair of silver high heels. Instantly, the smile on the old father's face faded. He withdrew his head and continued picking at the remaining food in the meal box.

Rossweise took off the silver crown on her head and casually placed it aside. Then, she removed the necklace, earrings, and other accessories one by one.

Seeing Leon sitting on the floor, eating by the bedside, Rossweise was momentarily surprised but remained silent. She fetched a chair, sat in front of Leon, raised her long legs, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked down at Leon.

As she raised her legs, the high heels on her delicate feet wobbled and, as expected, fell to the ground with a clatter.

Leon held the meal box, hesitated for a moment but ultimately couldn't endure the condescending and disdainful gaze of Rossweise. He gave in, ate the remaining food, and then placed the meal box aside.

"What are you doing?" Leon asked.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's alright."

"I'm asking if it's delicious. Answer either delicious or not, don't tell me 'alright.'"

Fine. This Mother Dragon's temper was as changeable as the weather in June. Leon pursed his lips, not wanting to be too insincere for the sake of appearances. He answered, "Delicious."

"Is the meat delicious?"

Leon frowned, not answering.

Rossweise chuckled, supporting her face with one hand, tilting her body slightly, and lazily asked, "Do you know what kind of meat that is?"

Leon's heart trembled as if realising something, a wave of nausea hitting his stomach. With her daughter not around, she had plenty of ways to torment Leon.

Rossweise looked at his expression, unable to hide her amusement.

"Boring," Leon lowered his head, unwilling to look at her. But Rossweise wasn't about to let him off so easily.

With that, Rossweise exerted a bit of force, pressing her leg against Leon's neck and pinning him to the bed. Then, her fair toes traced a path from Leon's neck to his chest, down to his abdomen, and continued downward. Leon reached out and grasped her slender ankle.

"What are you doing?" she questioned.

Rossweise's voice turned stern as her tail, which had casually rested behind her, lifted slightly. "I told you to take your hands off, Leon."

A wise man avoids unnecessary losses, Leon thought silently.

Leon slowly released his grip, and Rossweise continued moving downward. Her intention was as Leon had suspected when the Mother Dragon extended her foot. He should have anticipated what she wanted to do when the Mother Dragon extended her foot.

If he had known, why bother eating dinner?

He could have just bitten it directly. He had eaten trotters from pigs, cows, and sheep but had never tried dragon trotters. Regardless of the trotter, it was too late now.

Leon lifted his arms, gripping the sheet tightly behind him, tilting his head back to ignore the magical sensation.

But it was impossible to ignore.

Rossweise's jade foot was warm, and soft, and her toes were agile. She seemed to enjoy this unconventional play.

"How many dragon corpses have you stepped on before, boasting about your glorious achievements?" the queen asked, laughing.

Leon remained silent.

"Hmph, you've surely never imagined that one day, you'd be stepped on by a dragon, right?"

"So, what do you feel now?" she asked with a severe tone.

Leon remained silent.

"Tell me, Leon, what do you feel?"

She applied a bit more force, and Leon groaned in pain but remained silent.

"If you won't talk, endure it," she declared.

Leon instinctively moved his hand, but Rossweise swatted it away with her tail.

"Keep your hands to yourself. Did I permit you to touch?" She reprimanded.

Leon turned his head away, remaining silent.

Approximately ten minutes later, Rossweise snorted coldly, lowering her eyes to look at her jade foot. "So dirty, Leon. See? It's all because of you."

"Why did you make it so dirty now? Hm?"

Leon was speechless. He murmured, Mother Dragon, you're on who stepped foot on me.

Rossweise asked, no order. "Bring me warm water and wash my foot."

Leon blinked "Huh?"

"Stop talking nonsense and do what you are told. This is the punishment for what you did today," Rossweise retorted.

"Fine. Tsk, I am a dragon slayer, but I have to become a foot-washing slave of a female dragon…"

Leon silently stood up, filled a basin with hot water in the bathroom, and returned it.

"Too hot," Rossweise said.

"How do you know it's too hot if you haven't put your feet in?" Leon asked.

"I said it's too hot, so it's too hot. Go and get some more."

"Why don't you have any sense, woman?"

"Do you dare to reason with a woman? Moreover, I'm not a woman. I'm a Queen."

Leon was speechless. This was a sin. He had to go and fetch another basin of water.

"Too cold."

"Mother dragon, are you done yet?"

Rossweise suppressed a smile, "Not behaving? Do you want to go through it again?"

Leon hesitated momentarily, then immediately went to fetch another water basin.

"Well, this time is just right. Start washing."

Leon supported the sole of Rossweise's foot with one hand and poured warm water onto the top of her foot with the other.

He cleaned the "dirty stuff" on the top during the first round, and during the second round, he fetched another basin of warm water and washed both feet together. It was not that Leon was proficient in foot washing. It was that these requests were all from Rossweise.

The more Leon thought about it, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the more he thought.

He lifted Rossweise's foot, looked at this delicate and small jade foot, and slowly brought it close to his mouth.

"I can't bear it anymore."

Rossweise panicked, instinctively retracting her foot, "Wha-what are you doing? You're not planning anything disgusting, right?"

"Eating dragon claws raw."

"Huh?"

"Oh my god!"

The Silver Dragon Queen, enduring the intense pain from her ankle, gritted her teeth and exclaimed, "Leon Cosmodeous, I damn well kill you!"

The next morning, Muwen stared with her bright eyes at this unfortunate couple.

"Mother, why do you limp when you walk?"

Rossweise: …

"Daddy, why is your face all bruised?"

Leon: …

Muwen blinked her eyes, then suddenly realised, "Oh, you guys must have played some fun games without telling Muwen, right!"

[Author Note — Yes, little Muwen, indeed. Your mother and father played an interesting game yesterday.]