"Your Majest-"
"Don't. Please, just call me Aiden. I don't know who this figure you are confusing me with is." Before the dwarven blacksmith could finish, Aiden spoke up. With a slight frown on his face, he explained again, hoping to finally clear up this confusion.
However, the dwarf, Gluri shook his head.
"I cannot, your majesty. You are a dragon, perhaps the last remaining member! You may not know because of this, but we dwarves revere your kind… Dragons are like gods, the natural-born leaders of our race. Legends say we were created by the Ancient Dragons of the past to be their servants!"
The blacksmith managed to grab Aiden's attention with the mentioning of his exact race. Still, from the way he phrased it, it felt like he wasn't certain about Aiden's exact kind, but only the fact that he was 'supposed' to be a dragon.