Ari's eyes widened.- Grand Master Tilion is one of the most powerful magicians, a brilliant healer and scientist, and probably the best Grand Master since the dawn of time. Besides, what ruler would show up in public and engage in conversation with random people?- The elf might as well have turned into a big question mark.
-The Chairman of the Dragon Council... and basically all of its members,- Draco began to list, answering the rhetorical question.- Basically all the dragon aristocrats... Officials in Dagos...- He bent his fingers one by one.- Come to think of it, everyone who matters even a little bit.- He tilted his head.- And I heard from Gizel that once a year, the palace in Asati is opened and you can go to the king. Few succeed, but you can always try.- He shrugged.
-I didn't expect that,- Forth muttered.
-That's... That's not the same thing!- Ari insisted.- It's...
-Maybe we can talk about it in Ed'heer?- The vampire leaned out of the gazebo and tried to peer through the dense canopy of dragon bushes.
-I think that would be better.- The dragon looked over his shoulder.- I have to admit one thing. The view is truly magnificent.- The elf responded with only a muffled sigh.
