The infuriated Elven King snapped his head toward Kael as if certain that the dragon lord would share his sentiments.
But Kael just looked bored.
Worse, he looked interested in other, more important things, such as fiddling with his aide's fingers like a man on a mission.
But with King Arlen's expectant look, the pacified dragon begrudgingly had to stop.
So, with the kind of casual cruelty that stopped clocks and breathing, he said, "I proposed wiping out your entire clan because the law allows it, but that was apparently excessive, so he made concessions for your benefit."
Concessions for your benefit.
Riley thought that the golden lizard was really good at hitting where it hurts. He could even see the blood draining from the king's face.
Sure enough, the Elven ruler was this close to frothing at the mouth.
"At this rate," the king burst, voice raw, "shouldn't you just kill us? If it's like this, why not just cut to the chase and call for our immediate execution?"
