Explaining what they saw to their parents hadn't been easy, not when Lord Karion had to be physically restrained so he wouldn't end up razing the entire dragon estate out of sheer rage.
Riley could understand that reaction.
Someone like Karion, someone who carried that much responsibility on his shoulders, wouldn't be able to accept something like this happening right under his watch.
The moment the explanation sank in, the older golden dragon's aura surged violently, the pressure in the room spiking as his jaw tightened and his hands curled into fists.
"I'll—"
"Karion!"
Lady Cirila's voice cut through sharply.
He froze.
Not immediately calm, not even close, but he stopped.
His teeth gnashed together in frustration as he dragged in a slow, controlled breath, his stance shifting as he forced himself to rein it in. It was obvious that every bit of restraint he had was being used just to keep himself from acting on impulse.
"…We need to find the culprit as soon as possible."
