When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Two days before the Grand Gathering, the city around the main palace teemed with human-formed dragons. Most of them came from families or tribes far from the heart of the plane, who decided to go to the city a couple of days early so they could sightsee or visit the business district and buy items that were rarely seen in their domain, adding to the allure of the city.
Initially, all dragons attending the Grand Gathering should stay in the main palace's complex. However, the main palace would only be open a day before the Grand Gathering. Thus, all those who wanted to come early had to book and stay at an inn in the city until the main palace opened its gates.
Thankfully, the early arrivals were few. If there had been more, the city inns would have struggled to accommodate them all.
In Aillos's chamber, inside his office, Eissen provided an in-depth report on the city's current affairs.