Allissa

The room breathed. And into that breath, with the regret of a surgeon, Anton spoke.

“Then let me say the ugly thing,” the werebear prince said, “so no one worse says it later. The crowns in this room believe the dragon royals. The territories not part of the kingdoms and the gossip about it will not. Word is already on the roads, a dragon took the lycan princess, and by tomorrow, every village will have decided not to trust dragons. If the delegation moves freely through this ...