Planet Kryllos… In one of the three great dynasties… A trial was in session.
Kill them—!
Lynch the rats—!
Let em burn—!
The voices of members of the lesser houses resounded through the courtroom like hooligans. A couple of 'dragonkin' like them were bound in chains at the center of the courtroom. They had their heads bowed in shame and regret.
A regal looking male 'dragonkin' was sitting at a high throne looking down below with scorn and a slight tinge of disappointment in his eyes. The other bound criminals were all grovelling on the ground below, begging for mercy. All except one who kneeled with a straight posture, staring up at their ruler defiantly.
"Not even a trace of remorse…" the man sitting on the high throne hissed softly before turning to his right. "What do you say? Shall we burn them?" he asked the youth seated next to him.
