If you’re a real pure-blood dragon, then you’re definitely unlucky in life. Dragons don’t drink, don’t smoke, and don’t date girls. Forever they carry this world on their backs and marry only for profit—on terrible, fat, quarrelsome dragonesses.
Dude, you still want to become a dragon? Already?! And you even fell in love—with a witch? Then go to the treasure room. We can’t sort things out here without at least half a liter.
Cycle: Vasilyena Mitskevich. His Scales. Book Two.