Now all that remained was to combine the elements and fan the flames of rebellion—and that, he was exceptionally good at.
"Marcus, let's make rounds across the kingdom and neighboring nations. But first, we need to visit the castle. I must speak with Julian, and we'll need to bring Edward too. Let's go."
Marcus, who had been dozing off, lazily lifted his eyes. His body slouched, tail dragging limply behind him. With a groggy tone, he muttered:
[Huh…? You want to go to the castle and then travel across the continent? I'm exhausted.]
His words melted into a yawn. Understandable—he'd been through a lot lately.
Michael smiled as he looked down at the dragon. He knew exactly how to motivate him.
"If you help me with this…"
He paused deliberately, waiting for Marcus's ears to perk up—and they did.
"…I'll make you a golden chain that wraps around your entire body."
Marcus's sleepy eyes flew wide open. He leapt up, tail whipping behind him as he shouted excitedly:
