Rafaela sighed as she watched the anim on 3x speed.
The Emperor's Dragon whined like a child as she complained about the fact that no one would fight her anymore. People weren't idiots. The dragon had quickly proven herself far more dangerous than anyone else had expected.
Rafaela felt oddly thankful that only a handful of her enemies had died in the old-fashioned duels. Their submission meant that most of them lived to fight another day, but it had also given her more time. Fewer people would die so young if she succeeded. She hoped that was a good thing.
Brendan's father Regis might claim to have been a relatively restrained King, but he and his Queen had cleared away a LOT of intercorporate conflicts that she had never heard about in her history courses. Permanently.