Queen Nala's lips pressed into a thin line as she sat on her throne. Her king mirrored her actions.
"You speak of the Dragon Core as if it's an errand easily completed," she said, her tone skeptical. "Do you understand the risk you're asking us to take by lending you the Storm Eagle? It's not just a treasure; it's a symbol of Alarath's strength."
Lucia didn't flinch. "We're aware of its value, which is exactly why we're asking for it. The Dragon Core's power could stabilize your entire region. Imagine a future where Alarath leads with unmatched influence and wealth—because you made it happen."
Nala raised an eyebrow, tempted but not yet convinced. The royal family only had one Storm Eagle, and for good reason—it was hard to come by.
These creatures were massive and fast, with enough space in their bodies to carry a full room. They were also incredibly strong, one of the few beings capable of flying without rivals in the sky.
