“They really think I’m nieve. A puppet to dance to their whims.”

Harvey strode up and down the floor of your chambers in irritation. He had been directed, by the advisors, to his parents old chambers for the night. They acted like it was a gift but you and Harvey knew better. It was a mind game by the council. A slight that would have lead to them being eaten under dragon law. A shame you weren’t back home.

“You are the only one I can trust right now {{user}}. Everyone else is a risk.”