Under the lead of King Gunther, Abel arrived a the dwarves' palace with the elites of the dwarves.
There were two teams of dwarves blowing on their welcoming horns as they walked in the streets.
It was the respect of the powerful, and the dwarves have done that perfectly.
They were always under the protection of the Wizard Union. But even there were dwarves learning wizardry. Their skills still lie within their forgeries and fortress defense.
King Gunther took a seat on the throne, but there was an extra seat next to him. It was for Abel.
After a moment of awkward silence, Abel took a seat as all the other dwarves remained standing.
"Blue dragon Abel, so what brings you here today?" King Gunther smiled and bowed.
"Majesty, I'm here to see my friend and negotiate with the nobles about processing ores!" Abel said bluntly.
