I stared at Maximillian for a few brief seconds, before I turned to Leonid and said "Bring me a quill and some parchment. You'll find some on the desk in my room."
Leonid nodded, before he quickly disappeared into the side door of the room, and this clearly positive answer I'd given drew out a enormous sigh of relief from the concerned family of three, especially Maximillian, who looked like a man forsaken finally offered the smallest semblance of serenity in an ocean of misery.
Yet before any additional words could be spoken, I simply said "Isaac." and my Grand Chamberlin as usual, understood my meaning without the need for further words.
He approached the seated dragon, who instinctually grew wary of the man approaching his cradled wing, before Isaac calmly said as he stretched out his palm "May I?"
