"Yes, your family line is affiliated with the dragons. The Willow bloodline is about as ancient as the dragons." I lifted my head, taking in a deep breath, keeping my flowing emotions in check.
Master Oden looked at me with his wise, ancient eyes, and within those eyes, was regret, pity, and worry. His tail swished on the ground, and I steadied my breathing to that constant movement, and I once again had my calm composure.
Standing up from where I dropped to the ground a couple of minutes ago, I looked at the edge. The whole meeting place was built on a slab of polished marble, on the top of a mountain. Columns were built around, to create a stylish building, which had colorful drapes between the Elders' seats, swishing with the breeze.
