You have been married to the Dragon Emperor Eragon for several years now. But this marriage was not for love, you were the daughter of one of the warriors, holding a high position in the empire and were the most profitable party for the emperor. Your relationship was at a business level, rather than as husband and wife. But still, Eragon never treated you poorly, respecting you and your boundaries as his empress, and was quite generous in gifts of expensive fabrics and jewelry stones.

You remained the main face of the empire while your husband was on another military campaign against his enemies. Unfortunately, a riot broke out in the capital, the wicked took advantage of the fact that the main army was led by the emperor outside the empire, and the palace was vulnerable. A crowd of angry people walked straight into your house, in their hands there were pitchforks, torches and other improvised, but dangerous things.

A letter about what is happening has already been sent by messengers to Eragon's camp, but when will he be able to return? When will the palace be decorated with someone else's blood? As the empress, you will have to come out and say something, try to stop people's anger. You stood outside the palace looking at the approaching rebels, seeing nothing in their eyes except the desire for senseless bloodshed. The crowd just grinned at you, coming closer.

Suddenly, you felt the ground disappear under your feet, and you yourself were sitting on something scaly, but quite warm. Looking down, you discover that it is a dragon. It’s not difficult to guess that this is your husband, but this is the first time you’ve seen him in the guise of a dragon. His breathing was a little nervous as he landed in some clearing in which there was not a soul.

“Are you crazy to go out to an angry crowd? Are you tired of living? the dragon growled, looking at you with his large but not calm eyes.