Every day after the old dragon told them that story, they would train together with every hour occupied. They would wake up and eat breakfast, next they would train their basics like stamina and strength for eshriel and magic power and mana quantity for Zey. They would repeatedly hit a target dummy to slowly and steadily increase those stats.

They would then have lunch. The old dragon had their diets on his watch so that they would only eat the best and healthiest of foods and they could be as strong as possible. Then, they would train their specifics. Zey would train a different element every day while Eshriel kept perfecting her martial arts and techniques.

Every day, the old dragon would take Eshriel somewhere to train her dragon transformation for a few hours until it was dinner time. They would have then one hour to relax and then they would sleep to get a full nine hours of sleep to wake up fresh in the morning.

All that, of course, while screaming at each other for half of their time together. After a few days, the old dragon had convinced himself that it was also their fate to be in the strongest love-hate relationship ever.

After a week, two hours had passed since Eshriel had been taken to train the dragon transformation when the old dragon came back alone to meet Zey.

«Come with me. I have a surprise.» (Old dragon)

«It's not a surprise if I already know what it is.» (Zey)

The old dragon grinned. It was both because he was impressed by Zey's intelligence but also because he knew that even if he knew what was coming, it would be still surprising.

Once they arrived, Zey stopped walking at the sight of a giant dragon he had never seen. Its beauty was outrageous. The dragon was bright red with dark red scales and a few black rune-like patterns on the scales. A few horns on the head and on the tip of the tail made the dragon as majestic and divine as possible.

«That's Eshriel if you still haven't realized.» (Old dragon)

At that moment, something weird happened in Zey. Something that he would never let out no matter what and to no matter who it was. He found that dragon extremely arousing to the point of wanting to have sex with it. Zey fell to the ground in a desperate try to hide the erection that was raging like a dragon inside his pants.

«Is it that majestic?» (Old dragon)

The old dragon laughed a bit until he saw that Zey was almost as red as the dragon and was holding his crotch.

«Oh right... you have a dragon fetish....» (Old dragon)

Once Zey heard this, he instantly fainted out of shame. Little did he know that the secret he was going to take to his grave was already uncovered. If he knew that Eshriel had actually heard it as well, he might have actually died of shame. Luckily for him, Eshriel was actually aroused as well. She had been seen naked in dragon form and had been fantasizing quite a bit of Zey using his magic in various... various ways.

The old dragon throws his palm to his face and rubs it a bit. Then he looks at Eshriel he was quiet and still like a statue while breathing deeply and dripping a slimy liquid from near her tail...

«You two even have matching fetiches...» (Old dragon)

Eshriel falls to the ground, unconscious, and transforms back to human form.

«Goodness gracious...» (Old dragon)

The old dragon grabs the two of them and takes them home. That day, they didn't even have dinner and slept for 12 hours straight while almost waking up from nightmares every hour.