When the young dragon woke up, it was already dark. Saintess Aurora and Holy Knight Steven were at her side. Seeing her awaken, Saintess Aurora handed her a cup of warm water.
"Thank you." The young dragon accepted the cup and thanked Saintess Aurora. Her mind was still a little foggy. Sipping the warm water, her memories of coming to the Valkyrie Temple gradually became clear.
Cleaning her sister Sophia's statue, muttering a few words to herself, making a wish... then falling asleep...
While sleeping, it seemed that she dreamt—a dream full of fairy-tale imagery, she dreamt of...
Hmm?
Strange... why couldn't she remember?
The young dragon frowned and tried her best to recall but couldn't, no matter how hard she tried. She finally gave up...
Anyway, the wish had come true.
"What time is it now?"
"A little past seven in the evening."
