"To hear you say this brings me relief. I believe Lord Ed would also be proud of you. But now is not the time. The evil dragons and their claws and fangs are far too powerful. Our strength... is not yet enough," the Ancient Gold Dragon said.
Zeen gazed into the distance and said, "I know, Lord Titus. But one day, evil will be conquered by justice, and darkness will be illuminated by light, won't it?"
"Of course."
Titus smiled kindly, then turned his head, his wise golden eyes fixing on the Dwarf Prince. "Your Highness Zeen, before Lord Ed departed, he entrusted me with something and told me to pass it on to you at the right time."
The Ancient Gold Dragon extended his giant claw and drew an object from the void—a crown forged of gold, adorned with gemstones of many hues, exuding the distinctively robust and dignified essence of dwarven craftsmanship.
"This is..."
Zeen's eyes sparkled instantly. Soon, he recognized the origin of this item.
