"Younger than me?" Looking at the petite, baby-faced Silver Dragon Maiden, Levi scoffed and gestured between their heights. The action said it all.
"I may look young, but in human years, I'm already thirty-five."
The Lord dismounted the carriage, his expression unreadable, and said nonchalantly, "I think you'd get along great with a certain Half-Elf."
Levi realized he truly never learned his lesson. Not long ago, he'd had that exact same blunder with Miriel regarding the lifespans of humans versus long-lived races. He hadn't expected to get shut down by this Silver Dragon Maiden over the same thing.
A Giant Dragon's lifespan is often measured in millennia. While thirty-five is middle-aged for a human, in the vast timeline of a Giant Dragon's life, it's the age of a young girl.
'Damn, I'm so jealous.'
'Suddenly, Levi felt like there was no point in being human!'
