Lado did not quite understand Alessio's meaning but he knew not to ask questions.
"The craftsman reports Your Grace's order is ready to be delivered, shall I send for him?" Lado asked.
Alessio perked up at the sound of that, he had been waiting for almost a week now, it had taken too long to find a way to even meld the dragon scale to will.
But between making it work or losing their lives, Alessio guessed the craftsmen had chosen wisely.
"I will go myself." Alessio decided as he got up to his feet and was about heading out when he remembered the she wolf Meredith still sat curled up by the side, shaking in terror.
Alessio could delude himself by the familiar hair colour, but nothing else about her was even slightly similar to Neveah.
Her personality was far too timid and all she could do was tremble, not even when Neveah was playing the naive princess was she so easily terrified.
