Velrion rose from his seat with calm deliberation. He then smoothing the front of his robes as if nothing unusual was about to happen.
The movement itself drew every eye in the chamber toward him.
Around the circular table, the other Archmages exchanged uncertain glances. Confusion could be seen across their faces, yet none of them spoke to stop him.
Doubt and fear still remained, but another force had begun to grow stronger inside them now. That was curiosity.
They were not merely rulers of Magic. They were scholars who had spent lifetimes chasing truths hidden behind myth, history, and the limits of mortal understanding.
Countless secrets had been uncovered by their hands, yet none stood higher than the mystery of the Dragonborn.
If Velrion truly could summon such beings before them, then this moment would eclipse every discovery of their lives.
Without dramatic words, Velrion raised one hand.
