The lizard prince was heading home from a talk with the academy's headmaster. However, when he got to the wagon, he saw three noblemen sitting on the wagon's edge as if waiting for something. He would have waited them out, but one tried to pry one of the boxes open using a small knife. The lizard just walked and placed confidence in his calls for help.
As for his claws, he didn't want to be Kanaru, who carved faces at the first sign of danger.
"Hey, he's back." One of them laughed, getting to his feet. The other two turned to Eann and only watched him approach the wagon. "Do you need help with that, little sweet thing?"
"I can manage," the lizard prince replied blankly. Eann would have accepted their help if they had not smiled like vultures trying to poke at the dead.
