(Moltherak's POV, Planet Draconia)
Moltherak broke the seal lazily and unfolded the letter, his golden eyes scanning the first few lines with mild curiosity, as the Dragon Court leaned forward with restless interest while the messenger stood trembling in the center of the chamber.
At first, Moltherak's expression remained relaxed.
Then slowly, almost imperceptibly, it began to darken.
[Esteemed King Moltherak,
As per our previous discussion, the Cult had boldly declared to the universe that the Dragons and the Cult are allies, and that an attack on the Dragon Empire or an attack on the Cult would both prove to be an insult to the honor of the Ancient Dragon King.]
Moltherak's fingers tightened slightly around the parchment.
[And yet, I must regretfully inform you that despite your reputation being entangled with ours, someone still dared to destroy Ixtal, attempting to wipe out myself and my family in a single stroke.]
