(Script and Story by Prince_Borgon)

Returning from a diplomatic meeting in another land, Prince Borgon is enchanted by something in the air.
The sweet and exotic scent is tempting, which convinces him to investigate.
A great surprise was awaiting Borgon when the new path undertaken leads him to the gates of a majestic castle carved in a womb of mountain.

Inside, surrounded by gold and relics, a dragon as ancient as it is charismatic welcomes him blowing a magical aroma full of scents.
So that was the power that had attracted Borgon there!

The prince of Valmeridia immediately recognizes a king's crown and therefore makes a solemn bow.
But King Drekker proves to be as eccentric as Borgon, and soon their conversation becomes suggestive and lewd.
Their pleasantries therefore continue in a much less formal guise, and the king's elderly body proves to still be energetic and eager to experience pleasure.

Amused by his teasing allusions to the difference in noble class and delighted by the soft moans that reach his ears every time the dragon prince fondles King Drekker's responsive body,
Borgon feels as if cradled in an aromatic and sensual embrace.
And while pleasant smells tickle his senses, he offers in return his heartfelt care and cuddles.
Spending the night with the king, Prince Borgon is happy to have answered that dragon's call~