Not A Wrong Decision

The other day Donovan again returned to the borders.

Their camp was in a small village near the border which only had a population of two hundred people. And half of them were human.

After the new relationship that the northern kingdom and Atlanea had developed, the harmony between dragons and humans increased.

Although the changes were subtle it was at least a start.

Donovan landed just beside the camp where Samuel and Zivan were inspecting the site.

"Brother!"

"Good morning, Brother!" Sam and Zivan walked over to Donovan as soon as they saw him coming.

"Why did you come back so early? Didn't we tell you to take a week off?" Zivan inquired.

"To check the progress. We have to speed up the work," Donovan replied.

"How're the things going here?" Donovan asked.

"Everything is set up. After a final inspection in two days, we can rest assured," Samuel said.