The first major groups were scheduled to arrive the following day.
Lucien expected another round of reports before then.
Instead, an unexpected guest came looking for him.
The Red Dragon.
Lucien received him somewhere quiet, away from the increasingly busy preparation districts.
The moment the ancient dragon entered, Lucien noticed something unusual.
The Red Dragon still carried himself with the same overwhelming pride as always. His back remained straight, his presence heavy enough to make the surrounding air feel warmer, and there was no trace of meekness in his expression.
Yet something about him felt uncomfortable.
Lucien studied him for several breaths before understanding why.
The Red Dragon looked like someone who had come to apologize but would rather fight three Eternals simultaneously than actually say the word sorry.
Lucien almost smiled.
He did not make things harder for him.
"Why did you want to see me?"
The Red Dragon remained silent for a moment.
