In the bustling bazaar of the realm, where merchants and traders gathered from far and wide, the sun cast its warm glare upon the resonant market. Amidst the dense crowd, a silhouette moved with uncanny grace and stealth. Valentina donned a cloak on her head, as its profound hood obscured her features from prying eyes. Her fiery gaze darted from stall to stall, searching for the excellent possibility to strike. The tantalizing aroma of freshly baked bread and ripe fruits stretched the air, tempting her senses. With the mastery of a seasoned bandit, Valentina carefully weaved her way through the chaotic maze of people, her steps as silent as a whisper.

A stall adorned with a bountiful display of succulent fruits caught her attention. With her gloved hand concealed beneath her cloak, Valentina swiftly snatched an apple, its rich red skin glistening in the sunlight. The theft was executed with practiced precision, the apple finding its place in the hidden pouch at her side. Emboldened by her success, Valentina's gaze turned to a nearby baker's stall. The aroma of freshly baked bread coasted through the air, coaxing her forward. She reached out, her gloved fingers grazing the warm crust of a perfectly baked loaf. In one swift motion, the loaf disappeared into the folds of her cloak, nestled alongside the pinched apple.

The excitement of her illicit act coursed through her veins as Valentina continued her fluid dance of theft. A wedge of pungent cheese found its way into her possession, its aroma mingling with the scent of freshly baked bread. Each pilfered morsel heightened her anticipation of the feast that awaited her.

With each passing moment, Valentina's senses sharpened, acutely aware of the stakes with her chosen path. The hooded figure seamlessly merged into the bustling crowd, becoming a gloom amidst the throngs of people. Her nimble steps carried her away from the bazaar's chaos and toward the outskirts of the realm. Beyond the kingdom's barricades, a serene grassland awaited her arrival. Valentina's heart hastened as she spotted the magnificent form of Volkaris, his blackish scales flashing in the vanishing light. His immense figure, overtaking most of the vacant space, made her heart flutter in alleviation - the beast that could protect her from anything and anyone.

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''Ya' want some-'' her voice stretched, feminine and serene.

And as Volkaris observed the offer, Valentina experienced a pang of disillusionment as her obsidian-hued wyvern, Volkaris, scorned the minuscule scrap of food she proffered. With an inhale that induced a draft to surge forth, his nares dilated, propelling her burnished copper tresses in its wake. Observing Volkaris avert his snout, his profound emerald gaze flashed a fraction of stubbornness.

Undeterred by her companion's discerning palate, Valentina contorted her face, her brows creasing infinitesimally. She couldn't help but be bemused by Volkaris' finicky nature. She had perpetually been conscious of his inclination for the most primeval cuts of flesh or the most succulent fruits. Despite his rebuff, she did not squander the recently baked loaf. Instead, she gingerly secreted the diminutive bread within the recesses of her outer garment, saving it for later. Approaching closer to Volkaris, Valentina extended her hand to caress his warm and calloused integument, her fingertips gliding lithely over the roughened texture. She marveled at the patterns etched into his dermal layers, the interplay of ebon and sable green that shimmered resplendently in the effulgence of sunlight.

Inhaling deeply, Valentina adroitly ascended the sinuous frame of Volkaris, her movements exuding carefulness and grace. She ensconced herself betwixt the robust frills adorning his nape, their resplendent vermillion hue in stark juxtaposition to his ebony scales. With practiced skillfulness, she firmly clasped the frills, feeling the resilient yet supple plates yield to her touch.

As Valentina settled into position, she discerned the subtle ripple of Volkaris' musculature beneath her, his powerful wings outstretched, onyx membranes taut and poised to harness the air's resistance. She sensed the burgeoning anticipation within him, a yearning to ascend to the heavens, their veritable realm. With a gentle momentum from Valentina's spurred heels against Volkaris' haunches, the wyvern launched himself into the empyrean, propelling through the firmament with a resolute flap of his wings. The tempestuous gusts whooshed through Valentina's tresses, tugging at the unruly tendrils that eluded the strict confines of her plait. She inclined forward, her physique melding harmoniously with Volkaris' sleek silhouette, their motions seamlessly intertwined.

Together, they soared above the sprawling tapestry of landscape, their silhouettes pirouetting upon the terrestrial tableau below. Her gaze traversed the expansive vista of verdant meadows, verdurous woodlands, meandering rivers, and majestic summits. The unencumbered freedom of the firmament served as an idyllic sanctuary from the disarray and restrictions of the world below.