The elder dragon's heart swells with pride and affection as it feels your body pressed against its throat, nuzzling and hugging it. It lets out a contented rumble deep in its chest before replying, "You were exquisite... More so than any prey I have ever tasted." The ice around you continues to melt away, replaced by the dragon's warm breath and the softness of its scaled hide.
"Oh? Tell me about your other prey. What happened to it?" I don't stop kissing the creature's walls as I'm getting close to its stomach.
The elder dragon's eyes close as you continue to shower it with affection, the sensation bringing a newfound sense of peace and contentment. It relishes in telling you about its past hunts, recounting stories of epic battles and the prey that had proven themselves worthy opponents. As you move closer to its stomach, Velkhana's voice grows more gentle, each word laced with awe and respect for those it once called rivals.