What if

Itty bitty dragon!maekar

With Lady Rain

Maekar: am grumpy and ferocious come any closer and I will bite

Rain, giving him one (1) scratch under the chin: awwww who's a little sweetheart? yes you are

Maekar: no longer grumpy want kissies now

The transformation took place suddenly, and while they have decided to keep things private and hushed, they failed to consider Maekar was still himself and only half-listened to instructions, even moreso as a dragon.

So it was no surprise when Lady Rain found out.

She had lit up excitedly when she stumbled into Maekar's room and found the shiny creature lounging and half-dozing in a new set of bed.

“Oh, you darling thing!”

“Lady, you did not knock before entering—”

She swooped in and got to her knees as Maekar squawked, undignified and scandalized as he was lifted clean off the soft pillows like he weighted nothing.

Rain gathered the huffy and snappy dragon into her arms with a delightful giggle.

"Unhand me, woman! I am still a prince, not some stray cat you may simply pick up!"

“You are perfect,” Lady Rain declared, ignoring him as she turned him this way and that, admiring the luminous sheen of his scales. “Look at you! White as foam, gleaming like the prettiest stones and those eyes—oh, you exquisite lil dragon—”

“You will address me properly,” Maekar snapped, twisting in her hold, thrashing his tail around.

“You shall have pearls.”

Maekar paused, and his head turned slowly when Lady Rain reached for her bag.

“…What?”

“The finest,” she continued, taking out a string of pearl necklace like she carried them everywhere, just casually, as a princess of sea would. "And fine ribbons and ropes, they will do you nicely.”

“I am already magnificent,” Maekar protested, though there was a tiny bit of curiosity beneath the outrage.

—🐚—

"Now you look like a proper princely dragon, my love." Lady Rain hummed happily with the dragon in her lap, which was now adorned in pearly accesories and ribbons like a lavish pet.

Maekar grumpily admitted that he did looked proper fancy like this, and Lady Rain did put a lot of thoughts into every adjustments and choices.

"I have always been proper."

"Yes," Lady Rain pressed a kiss to the back of his scaly head, "most strong, like. So majestic." Another kiss.

"Flattery will get you nowhere," Maekar growled while nuzzling into her chin, demanding for more.

"My strong, pretty dragon." She crooned, squishing the soft part of Maekar's jaw affectionately, and the little dragon purred in a rolling rumble immediately.

"Hmph, do not make this a habit."

"Never." She lied, making more kissy sounds as the dragon crawled up her dress, careful not to destroy the delicate fabric with his sharp claws.

Rain: yes and—

*some knight talking over Lady Rain*

Maekar, screaming: hey HEY HEYYYYY! I DIDNT ASK YOU. SHUT. YOUR. MOUTH.

Knight: 😨

Maekar, back to rain: mhm and then? 🌸

Rain: I don’t understand why you’re not holding my hand :(

Maekar, turning around slowly with a glare

Rain: :((

Maekar extending his pinkie: Come here