8
Devarius cracked his knuckles. He sat at the head of the table, with Zaviana, Paedyn, Aquila, Naveen, and Tynaer scattered on his sides.
“Thank you all for coming. Zaviana has a proposition for all of us to hear … one I don’t fully agree with.”
“Thank you, brother. What I propose is simple.” Zaviana twirled her fingers in her hair. “All we need to do is sneak onto Dragonia, slip into Melonia, and steal the dragon stone.”
“All we need to do?” Devarius scoffed.
Paedyn scratched his chin. “Seems simple enough.”
“Dragonia. The land of dragons. You think this island is large? The stories I’ve heard of Dragonia say that it’s a massive land, swarming with dragons. The emperor made his home there to train dragons. That’s where his whole army is. It’s insane … and we’ll never get out alive.
