"My precious carpet!"
The whole room was filled with a visible golden aura, the room looked as though its air was filled with shining golden specks of dust. And the source of that aura was hovering in the air in the middle of that room.
He was the Deity of Wyverndale.
He had thick golden hair that floated down till his waist. That soft and shiny hair looked as though they were made out of the first rays of the morning sun. His eyes looked as if they were a pair of shining blue stars. And his straight and narrow nose sat well above his enchanting lips.
He was wearing a silver surcoat that flowed down from his shoulder to his ankles like a waterfall. Outside that, he wore a red robe made out of silk that was softly floating in the air. That robe had excellent embroidery done on it with golden threads. And it had very intricate designs of different kinds of dragons on the back.
