DRAEKON and Vaelora made their way down for dinner together, her eyes falling on Dione instantly. She visibly swallowed, and Draekon had caught it.
She knew she needed to speak with Dione because...
"Veylor! Luna!" The greetings of the nobles present at the table, cut through her thoughts.
Making her way to the extreme end of the table, she got sitted, and dinner began.
They were only a few minutes into dinner, when a sentinel rushed in and bent to whisper something into Draekon's ear.
His brow rose slightly and then his eyes fell on Vaelora's immediately. What was happening?
Draekon looked at the sentinel and nodded slightly.
'Is there an issue?', Vaelora's voice filtered through his mindlink.
He said nothing for some seconds, before responding eventually.
'Nysera is here'.
