Silver Dragon Queen Ailina wore a white blouse, a little black corseted skirt, black sheer tights, ten-centimeter killer heels, and knee-high boots. Her long silver-white hair fell down her back, without a ribbon.
Another woman also had snow-white hair, but hers was tied into two cute twin tails. The ends were tied with bows, and bows also held the hair ties in place. A beret sat atop her head.
She wore a dark blue suspender skirt and a white blouse, with ribbon bows tied at the cuffs. She also wore sheer white stockings and little black shoes.
Although she wasn't that mature, the Silver Dragon King wasn't much more mature either. At least she was more mature than Princess Ailin!
And with a control group, these thousand-year-old ministers could see in Princess Ailin what Queen Ailina had looked like a thousand years ago, just after returning to the palace!
But things weren't like they used to be. Everyone was gathered around Ailin.
The Dragon Race was now facing a crisis.
"The Demon Race's bugs only know how to hide in the shadows. The Five-colored Dragons are still the greater threat, Your Majesty."
"After a thousand years, the Black Dragons still refuse to submit. They've been hiding in the swamps and lakes for a millennium. Now the Green Dragons are inciting the dragon descendants and Dragonkin."
"They're even colluding with the Demon Race."
"But from what we can see, the Black Dragons are causing the most trouble, along with the Red Dragons."
So said the Golden Dragon Prime Minister, Kilcon.
But Bronze Dragon Mandeste immediately objected. "No, I think the real problem is those little Demon Race bugs. They'll never change."
"Our Dragon Race isn't human, and we're not Elves."
"Those Demon Race members are just bugs. What matters is that