Well, they didn't, but one aide should have.
Should. Have.
And yet, when he arrived at the sprawling estate of the Dragon Lord—after dragging a baby dragon away from what was labeled as his sanctuary—Riley Hale was greeted not by relief, but by the most outrageous accusations.
"My son, are we up for execution?" asked Renee Hale, mother to the alleged dragon killer.
The question was delivered softly, but even after Riley assured them it was safe to talk here, both his parents still spoke as if the floorboards might rat them out.
"Mom! What execution!?"
"Who gets hauled into the Dragon Lord's estate in the middle of the night… only to end up riding in a nondescript vehicle with no other explanation?"
"…"
"As it is, I am aware of your work grievances, and really, it's understandable you'd one day snap. So I just want to know if it's possible for us to plead on behalf of Liam?"
