The sun rose slowly over the horizon, casting its first golden light like a beacon of redemption. After a cool night, all creation finally tasted the warmth again. The morning sunlight was gentle, the breeze so pleasant that one could wish time would stop right at that moment—

Except for a certain pair of “destined-to-be-together” lovers.

On the balcony of the queen’s chambers, two figures leaned against the railing, faces drooping like marionettes with cut strings.

"Where did you even get the idea to keep going until dawn? Some book? Remind me to burn it later."

“Ahem, well, the book only mentioned staying up late—I just made it to dawn. But I’m a dragon king… Am I supposed to be compared to the common dragons in those stories?”

“Oh, please, Your Majesty, isn’t it a bit unnecessary to compete over this kind of thing? And it was just an all-nighter.”

"But then again, any form of entertainment is subject to artistic embellishment."