Vira and Chrystia stepped into the grandeur of the main Imperial Palace and made their way toward one of the royal guest rooms, where an important meeting was taking place.
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Inside, the atmosphere was heavy yet refined.
"Your Imperial Majesty, I—Helios—swear on my name that I will keep Chrystia deeply cherished in my heart, should you grant me this opportunity. I may be weaker than her in magical prowess, but in terms of physical strength, we dragons hold the utmost advantage. We would be a perfect match for each other," Helios declared slyly, his tone deceptively humble as he sat with an air of feigned modesty.
Time to time his eyes kept roaming around Chrystia's beautiful figure as if eating her alive.
Before him sat a circle of eight esteemed elders, six of whom were women. Though aged, their appearances betrayed no frailty, their stern expressions and dignified composure exuding authority.