Versalon nodded grimly, his fingers tapping the wooden table with a slow, tense rhythm.
"That's been canceled. All official movement outside the city has been frozen until further notice. Not even the merchant caravans are allowed through the gates anymore. It's an order passed down directly from the City Council. And because of that, my business also has come to a full stop."
He paused, his tone growing heavier. "Word is… a Golden Dragon was seen flying out of a dungeon."
The room fell into immediate silence.
Venus' eyes widened in disbelief, her heart suddenly racing.
'A Golden Dragon? Could it be the Mana Daddy?' she thought, her mind spinning.
A flicker of excitement lit up inside her chest. The memory of those radiant golden eyes and the protective warmth she had felt surged back like a tide. She wanted to meet that dragon again. To thank him properly.
