Fin had made a promise to Serena and he was about to break it.
He walked into Drakenfell's command tent like he owned it. Aeron followed a step behind.
Dex's eyes flared gold the moment he saw him.
Xeon: The arrogance of that pup and his mutt.
King Tiberon emerged from his private quarters at that moment.
"Tiberon. I need a word." Fin kept his voice even. "Hyran too, if he's available."
Tiberon's eyes flicked from Fin to Aeron, assessing. "Shadowclaw walking into Drakenfell's command tent in broad daylight. It must be quite important."
"It is. And it can't wait." Fin's jaw flexed.
Tiberon gave a curt nod and slid the gold cuff off his wrist.
Fin didn't want Dexmon there. Something about it felt like a betrayal of Serena's trust. But he needed this addressed immediately. The longer he thought about it, the worse the feeling in his gut got.
Hyran entered a moment later, nodding at Fin. "Shadowclaw."
"The floor is yours," Tiberon said.
