The doors to the audience hall were opened and King Jian strode in, his presence regal and imposing as it always was.
His every step commanded respect and the dragon lords and riders bowed low till he had taken his place on his throne.
King Jian glanced around the hall, the council was all present save for Xenon who was unavoidably absent and then Menarx.
By all rights, King Jian would always be the last to arrive at the council, it was because everyone else was duty bound to arrive as soon as they were summoned.
Even the King's guard were no exception, other than those of flight patrol or out on a task.
But Menarx was not assigned to either, the dragon lord had refused to be a party to any of his duties since Neveah disappeared.
But Neveah had returned, had she not? King Jian was not certain what excuse there could be for Menarx's absence this time and he frowned in displeasure.
