Proof, that she's an Imperial Dragon?
White Dragon Labyrinth Exploration Arc.
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(POV: Lumiere)
We were seated on the comfortable chairs in a lavishly decorated room.
It was pretty dirty, the kind of dirt that'd get Fasit pissed.
Several chess pieces were lying around and an array of delectable junk food, including crispy fries, succulent chicken, and tantalizing chips, along with refreshing smoothies and mouthwatering milkshakes.
Yunno, things that shouldn't be in "this" world.
Laura was perched confidently on her throne.
That was the only magnificent thing about this pigsty.
Her piercing gaze fixated on me, and with a regal tone, she spoke.
"Honestly, you Curse Kings have no manners... You should be grateful that I even allowed not one, but two Curse Kings to sit in my royal presence..."
Taking in the eclectic surroundings, I decided to talk.
"Are you sure you're truly an Imperial Dragon?" I queried.