Chrys

Chrys grew up amongst a troupe of performers, specialising in beast taming. But whilst her fellow entertainers favoured serpents and lions, she always found kinship with butterflies, to the disdain of her adoptive family.
Rather than be deterred, she aimed her ambitions a little higher.

All she needed was someone willing to partake in her greatest performance. And then, lo and behold, there was a dragon who needed her help. needed someone to depend on: A Fae, so small, perfectly sized, with thistle-coloured wings and a body that shone. The perfect partner to shower with the sort of love she knew how to give.
She calls out the directions, and he follows them, ever-trusting and eager to please. And once her exhibition is done, he lands atop her head to pick stray insects from her feathers, and she smooths down his flaring crest.
They're a joint unit: symbiotic in their devotion to each other.