- 2 weeks later
Helios was growing increasingly irate.
Every day for weeks without fail, Hajun had come to him to bitch and complain.
"Helios, we must declare war! To continue to allow that country to exist is a stain on our pride as dragons!"
"You've finally lost it, haven't you? You want to declare war on Abaddon just because your daughter fell into his clutches."
'Actually, she didn't even fall it's more like she threw herself at him.' Helios thought.
He considered letting Hajun in on that piece of information, but he figured that there was only so much that the old dragon could take before he fell over dead.
Or even worse, actually ran off to start a war on his own.
"And?" Hajun asked, unconcerned with Helios' accusations.
The dragon king merely sighed and gestured for a nearby servant girl to bring him another glass of dwarven whiskey.