Princess Venia walked calmly through the vast compound, heading toward the colossal palace that rose in the distance.
She remained in her humanoid form. Her back was straight, and her steps were steady and unhurried as she moved along the wide stone paths of the clan's ancestral grounds.
Other members of the Somnia Clan passed by her in silence, some in humanoid forms, others descending from the skies as gray dragons before landing nearby.
Yet, none of them were able to sense her presence. This was a form of mental invisibility that came naturally to mind dragons. Instead of concealing their bodies, they simply erased themselves from the awareness of those around them.
Despite the quiet activity around her, Venia paid little attention to it.
From the outside, she looked calm, almost indifferent. Her expression remained composed, and nothing in her posture revealed what was happening inside her fortress of a mind.
Yet her thoughts were far from still…
