"Please, enter at your leisure, Vero," Lord Uutrai stated aloud, getting his wife to click her tongue.
"This isn't hostile territory. From this point on, the Toxic-shadow Territory can be considered your home. That much is obvious, Grandson."
Oli strode through the entryway and closed the door behind him.
"Why were you all inside the tower without my notice?"
Lord Treeda questioned the instant the door closed and the room's silent formation was active.
Of course, Zelsh took that moment to retrieve a barrel of wine and share a glass with everyone.
Treeda glared at the smiling king, rolled her eyes at the drake, and rested her irked stare on her husband. "What's going on here? And why did you take them to the tower when you knew I would come the instant I learned of Zelsh claiming a map?"
Taking a deep breath, Uutrai kept a neutral expression.
"I did so because it was the final wish of our daughter."
