Lind felt a vein throbbing on his forehead. He was absolutely certain Annabelle and Ethry were too straight faced at the moment as an entire room of dragons were kneeling in front of him.
It was not dragons in human form, which they did not hold to the same standard as their true bodies, but fully sized dragons of all kinds and colors with heads on the stone floor and legs, if they had them, bent.
Wings were folded low and not a single one of them looked up for the last incense stick of time!
He had told them, repeatedly, to get up but not a single one moved!
He looked back at Ethry and the tears flowing down her face made him glare. She was holding back laughter or he would eat his robes!
