Draco was stunned, to say the least.
He knew of Lizbeth, and he held some respect as a mutual student and potential Dragon Hunter.
Though while not on the level of Jet Ashborne, she was still one of the most promising students in the class. She took third place in the Entrance Exams, and even in the Breath Control class, she showed exceptional talent.
It wouldn't be a stretch to say that she was an outstanding person.
Naturally, such a person would have caught Draco's eyes, and he wasn't ashamed to say it. She was a competent individual, and as someone who constantly sought strength and abhored weakness, Draco held her in high regard.
At least… until now.
"...Does she have a screw loose or something?" Draco thought aloud as he tried to process Lizbeth's absurd suggestion.
"What? Why would you say that?" Lizbeth quickly responded, genuinely surprised to hear Draco's response.
"Are you seriously asking me that after what you just said?"
