"..."
When the Ice Princess Scadino openly shared her thoughts, the hall fell utterly silent, save for the rhythmic, thunderous heartbeat echoing like ancient bronze war drums, belonging to Noah.
As the Holy Dragon's eldest son, Iliad kept one hand behind his back, fingers clenching and unclenching, finally forming a fist.
As for the second son, Terramus, he erupted amidst the silence.
"Scadilo, father has indulged you too much, you're really..."
"Your Highnesses, I beg your forgiveness for Scadilo's ignorance; she is still too young."
The old Silver Dragon discreetly stepped forward to shield Scadilo, who had realized her mistake and appeared timid.
"It is precisely because she is young that she needs education and guidance."
Iliad stepped past Terramus, who revealed his true form, spreading six wings to shield the Golden Dragon from acting impulsively.
