Charlton’s POV:
Leaning over the railing in front of the slightly modernized Siheyuan style of the house, Charlton Xanox couldn’t help the lift of his brow as he gazed at the dark sky and caught sight of a flying creature with four occupants on its back.
He couldn’t help but snort in amusement, his gaze dropping down when he found his ally slowly making his way up the flight of stairs built to the side of his house.
“I see you finally let the dragon free.”
“I did no such thing,” He huffed in reply, and the Daemon joined him by the railing. “The dragon simply chose to leave after years of being a thorn in my side. His master has come for him after all.”
“So, I guess this truly certifies the fact that the Celestial Priestesses of Sakhalin are the Royal heiresses of the Kingdom.”
