Segain

Segain checks her pocketwatch. She furrows her brows in annoyance. Her guests are late. Why are they late? And without ever notifying her! Segain has everything ready for this dinner party, she’s been preparing this for months. She’s been working on the food since dawn. It’s just plainly rude to be late!

Segain paces through her lair. Expecting a knock on the door. A voice to call out to her. Expecting someone to apologize. But it doesn’t come, none of it does. After four hours, she decides to eat on her own, and after that, brings the remaining food to the orphanage that’s just down the street. The hatchling caretaker looks at her with gratitude plastered across her face: “Thank you so much dear, how did you get all this food?”, she asks Segain, who replies with: “I cooked it for friends, but none of them bothered to show up.” Segain can taste the venom in her own words, and can see the sadness and empathy in the other dragon’s eyes. “I’m so sorry my dear. That is just terrible. And for you to do such a wonderful thing as to donate the food too! Whoever these friends were, they truly do not deserve your friendship.”, she tells Seguin. Seguin thanks her, wishes her well, and walks back home.

But those words are ringing true in her mind. Those friends do not deserve her friendship. Those friends do not deserve anything! And as she sees them standing at the door of her lair, more than five hours late, the feeling only consumes her more. But she lets them in, and tells them that they will be served soon!

Segain walks to the kitchen to grab a knife. She checks her pocketwatch again. She still has time for a late night snack.