Eric stood near the wall, with Mia to his right. The room was quiet except for a few murmurs from the human party. The Dragon King and Dragon Elders watched them in amusement, Eric could see them trying and failing not to smirk.
"These old assholes never change."
He remembered when he had first started working with the Dragons. They had arranged for Felicity and the other young dragons to join 6-8. Dragon King Tryasche had given Eric a seperate directive to train the dragons without their mana. Now, the dragons were doing what was essentially the same thing, but in politics. They were testing the president by giving him unfavorable terms in the accords.
Eric sighed as the president frowned, crossing out two more clauses. "King Remory, I have remained idle in speaking up about the terms of this agreement. Do you not think these terms to be unfavorable to the United States?"
