Sometimes, Riley really hated being right.
This soon?
They couldn't even pretend to wait a little longer?
Did they not care how desperate this made them look?
Ugh.
It had only been a few days since Malrik had been dealt with, and they were already here.
"Three hours," Riley said, glancing toward the orb. "They've been there for three hours?"
He looked at Kael, who was seated at his desk, eyes fixed on the magical display.
The scene was chaotic.
"Allegedly" dignified dragons were making a ruckus in the lobby, their voices raised, their presence loud enough to be felt even through the orb.
Sure, they didn't dare use their abilities, knowing Kael would use that as an excuse to get rid of them, but they were clearly trying to intimidate their way in.
"And they're still insisting on seeing you and the red dragon?" Riley asked.
"Yes," Kael replied without looking away. "It's exactly as you expected."
Riley huffed softly.
