Location:Dragon estate — main room
Date/Time:2 Frostforge, 9942 AZI (evening)
Realm:Lower Realm, Doha
There were not enough cups.
That was the first thing Jayde noticed, and it was the thing she would remember about the whole evening afterward — not the war stories, not the questions, not the moment the room went quiet. The cups. Green had been hoarding the good tea for an occasion that deserved it, and had brought it out, and had then discovered that the estate owned eleven cups and there were rather more than eleven people in the main room.
So Heiteng drank out of a soup bowl.
The Black Dragon King of eighteen thousand years sat cross-legged on a cushion that was much too small for him, holding a chipped kitchen bowl in both hands, mercury-silver eyes half-lidded in the heat coming off the brazier, and did not comment on it once.
