Sage
A smile made its way across the dragon's elvish face, and as her heart beat most fiercely she reached out to touch Eruraviel's own. "Children are wonderful."
But as she was pulled along she frowned in consideration, looking her new companion up and down.
"I actually believe you are just the right height, Eru. It shall allow you to sit on my lap as though it were a throne."
Then the last part registered, and the dragon blinked in apparent confusion.
Wait, fiancee?