Chapter 82. Are You in Heat??

Eir’s POV

I hated to admit it, but food helped.

It didn’t mean it felt okay in any way! I felt like a burrito-wrapped mental patient being force-fed, especially at first. Shaking my head from side to side, avoiding the spoon flying towards me like he was trying to feed me like a stubborn toddler. The only thing missing was him making motor sounds. The food soiled my face, chin, and cheek. But he didn’t give up, and just as I was about to ask him to stop this nonsense, he used the opportunity to show that spoon inside of my mouth.

After the first two spoons, I gave up, and frankly, I was starving, and the food was delicious. This stew was filled with meat, as most things I’ve eaten, but this had spices, onion, and salt! Oh god, how much I’ve missed salt! And to top it off, Drifa didn’t really help. She purred inside my head with each bite. So, I stopped struggling and accepted the strange feeding scenario. I mean, how many can say they were hand-fed by the Dragon Ki