"You expect me to pledge allegiance to a girl who hasn't even come of age yet?" Arsop's dragon's eye widened, growing increasingly irritated at the thought of serving the offspring who wanted to use him. "Where is my dignity as an Ancient Dragon?"
"Ancestor, joining under the Frost Queen can be greatly beneficial to you as well," said a respectful white dragon of Arsop's unknown number of generations of descendants.
"You can take advantage of the Frost Queen, joining a more powerful force. The rise of the Frost Queen is not just her own effort, there's a strong force supporting her from behind. You might be able to leverage this to become stronger."
"Hmm!" This caught Arsop's attention, for his biggest current frustration came from the problem of his strength. His power increased at an increasingly slow pace, to the point of near-stagnation.
