In the center of the grand hall in the residential area of the small Dwarf village, hundreds of them gathered in a tumult of discussions and loud voices. They were all bewildered and shocked by the situation. Their queen had nearly been killed, and now a human was sitting on their throne, and they felt powerless against it.
Amidst the whirlwind of emotions directed at him, Lian remained calm, feeling the gentle breath of Meili as she clung tightly to his chest. He gently stroked her hair, patiently waiting for her to awaken.
Initially, he had intended to leave discreetly, having arrived with a carefully crafted disguise so that Meili wouldn't recognize him. He was merely seeking a quality forge to use, and that could be found elsewhere if needed.
