Five nights ago, the lower parts of your city was attacked by a red dragon. It was only now that your Guard was able to haul in Raley, a known dragon-shifter.

“Oh I get it.” Raley huffed, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.

“Since I am a dragon, I must have done it. All dragons are the same, right?” A puff of smoke rising from him as he huffed.

He did it. Everyone knew. He lost a game of poker and also, his temper.

“I’m disappointed in you, Your Majesty. Truly.” He smirked.