"Elder Rolereign, everyone, please, take a seat."
Mela guided the Five Dragons to what could only be described as the Amphitheater's VIP booth. Covered from top to bottom with jewels and had maids and servants waiting to fulfill the Dragon's desires.
Aside from the one nicknamed Secret Flame, the three Dragons eyed every corner of the booth. The one nicknamed Red Spark even started trying to pick the jewels.
"Rui, stop that." the old woman spoke sternly.
"Boo… and I said, I am Red Spark today."
"And I am Black Flame."
Another one chimed.
The old woman was named Rolereign. Of course it was a name given to them by their kind, not her "true name" as a Dragon would not give such information unless they were lovers. Her hair was all white and she carried a walking stick at all times. She was wearing a robe that had an intricate design. She looked weak at a glance but amongst those present, she was the strongest.
