(That would help... perhaps she goes for help, but then realizes what they are supposed to be...)

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(Done!)

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Xyuvar winced as he tried to right himself again, his whole center of balance being thrown off because of the now massive junk that was hanging from his hindquarters. Having seen Nyezemnoy run away in shock, he also looked around for something he could use to try and cover up the odd thing....

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"So, Nessie,"Nyezemnoy winced as the Chancellor used her childhood nickname, "How has life been? Any new... adoptees?" He smiled smugly, his gaunt face looking sallower than ever. Nyezemnoy felt rage building up inside her, but the ancient dragon was in control of all her funding - one wrong move and she and all her staff would be kicked from the Huviltin Volcano, and its surrounding lands. "No, Chancellor, no new adoptees. I have heeded your words since then - both with the weight loss and my attitude towards commoners." She forced a smile for her adoptive father.

Nyezemnoy and the Chancellor continued making small talk for the next hour or two. Maids brought snacks in for the two, but Nyezemnoy primly declined. The Chancellor, however, greedily accepted and gouged himself with a variety of platter-type foods.

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Xyuvar, meanwhile, stayed out of sight, as his slave training enabled him to. After all, even with his new scale colorings, the training that instilled in him that he wasn't worth anyone's time or love was a different matter altogether, and almost metallic in hardness to remove from the dragon's psyche...

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It was nearly midnight before the Chancellor decided that it was time for him to leave. He launched his too-thin body into the frosty night air, a platoon of stocky drakes behind him, and soared on the high winds back to wherever he had come from. Nyezemnoy collapsed in relief onto the floor of the balcony, yanking off her girdle and throwing it down the side of the icy volcano. Tears leaked down her scaly skin and her body shook as she voiced her sorrows to any and all who could hear.

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Xyuvar remained in the room for a while, staying quiet until he heard the sobs of the sorceress from the open window. While his slave training had forbidden him from the company of dragonesses, the two exceptions to this were if the dragoness was his current master, and if said female master needed a shoulder to cry on, but was forbidden from developing any sort of romantic attractions to such female masters. Since Nyezemnoy was in the exception field, Xyuvar ran as swiftly as he could to where Nyezemnoy was, seeing her nude, corpulent, and voluptuous form leaning against the ledge, said form jiggling from her sobs.

"Ma... May I approach... milady???" Xyuvar asked politely, his tone still timid even as it deepened from the new onslaught of testosterone...

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Snot dribbling from her nose, Nyezemnoy gave him a nod. "Yuh-yeah-yeah, yuh-you c-can. I... I-I'm really s-sorry, Xyu-xyuvar." She turned to face him, the blue hues of her face darkening to a purple-y indigo color. She chuckled. "I'm sorry."

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Xyuvar shook his head.
"D... Don't be, milady... one of... the things... I was... trained to be... was a shoulder to lean... on... in moments like this..." Xyuvar said truthfully, before laying down closer to her...

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She offered him a slight smile. "Thanks, blob. I MEAN XYUVAR! I SAID XYUVAR!" She felt her face flush a deeper indigo, more purple than blue, and turned away, her wings covering her head. Urgh. She hated her runaway tongue.

Nyezemnoy rolled onto her side after a little while, facing Xyuvar. She didn't say anything and didn't really look at anything in particular. Suddenly, something came across her mind...

"Xyuvar, did you end up getting your... male anatomy sorted out? I'm sorry I ran off on you like that, but I had my dinner with the Chancellor and I sent in all those dragons and... well, I'll just stop talking now. But did you get it fixed?"

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Xyuvar shook his head.
"No... it... won't go back in me... I... I covered up with something to keep it hidden... but... I understand... that you had... business... to tend to... I know... the myths... say... you come from... royal blood... Chancellor Vladimir..." Xyuvar said shyly, still embarrassed by how his junk was now out, in the open, and covered in mint blue scales. He wondered if this meant that Nyezemnoy wasn't aware of her divinity, if people simply assumed she was a goddess based on her form and powers, or if she was downplaying her divinity...

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Nyezemnoy frowned, lines furrowing her smooth forehead. "Royal blood? Ha! No, I'm not royal. I don't think. And the Chancellor isn't my biological father - he rescued me pretty much after I hatched. Kind of... kind of like what I did with you." Her frown grew deeper. What if the Chancellor had lied to her?

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"Oh... I see... but... you don't seem like he... is treating you nicely..." Xyuvar said honestly.

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She bit her lip. "Oh, he treats me fine! He wasn't abusive or anything when I was a kid. He's just... really snarky. Like, he makes fun of my weight and my colouring, and he is SO RUDE to all my employees. Most of them have similar stories to you, actually, and are considered 'commoners.' So the Chancellor looks down on them."

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Xyuvar looked down at the ground for a moment, before speaking again.
"He sounds... a lot nicer... than all of the masters... in Galbraith that I've served under... half of them... abused me... in some way or another..." Xyuvar said honestly.

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