He wasn't jealous.
Not jealous.
Definitely not jealous.
Okay, fuck, maybe a little jealous.
Because how in the world were those little balls of scales living it up in cushy dorms like this?
So this was the real difference between humans and dragons? A dragonling's cell looked more luxurious than a human's dream vacation. Meanwhile, his own dorm experience had been four people to a shoebox with air barely enough for one, every night a gamble to see who got caught reading under the covers after curfew.
It wasn't even a long period of his life, just one semester while his mother was away for medical treatment with his father. He had to continue school, but it surely left a mark.
And now? Now he had to learn the nest map wasn't an exaggeration. Jewel rooms. Whole wings named after gemstones because the rooms themselves were literally built with those materials, all matched to some dragon's affinity.
"..."
Constructing an entire room out of sapphires. For babies.
