The dust had barely settled from the skirmish in the woods when Third Elder Nel Von Vermilion turned his gaze toward the towering figure of Veldora. Nel was a man who had survived decades of imperial intrigue, and his eyes, sharp as a hawk, didn't miss the subtle ripple of power radiating from the dragon in human skin.
It is a pleasure to meet you, Veldora, Nel said, his voice carrying a practiced noble grace. We owe you a great debt for safeguarding Prince Liam during that treacherous journey. Such sharp eyes you have, to serve as his guardian. It seems you have seen the same latent potential in him that we have, haven't you?
After a brief exchange of diplomatic pleasantries, Count Audari Von Lynch stepped forward. His expression was grim, reflecting the gravity of the situation they we
