Chapter 13: Keep Your Balls
The second vote was cast. Jagón did not flinch. He expected as much from that particular judge.
A gorgeous blue and white dragon, Cerula Cascus, spoke from her seat next.
"As much as I dislike the thought, I am inclined to side with Logos here. Jagón, we fought vigorously against the humans to protect our home. I didn’t help level entire kingdoms only to allow the same poisonous species to integrate itself into our own lands... And further more, there’s that shield to consider, correct me if I’m wrong, but is that not the Pea-" The dragon was cut off by King Alocer himself.
"Stay your words, Cerula. We will not discuss that matter yet."
The dragon only nodded once in resignation. She looked back towards the kneeling panther, and with a somber look, spoke again.
"I am sorry Jagón, we have fought too long and lost too many to allow any one of our personal wishes to outrank our duty to protect this land. Where one human rises, more always follow. I vote we execute the human, however, I believe Jagón has committed no crime against his king, and should be freed."
With the third vote cast, Aster’s hopes of survival were looking more and more slim, He found some comfort that his father may at least escape the same fate, that is, until Jagón spoke up, looking directly at the dragon unflinchingly as he did.
His father was at war, even here.
"I should clarify something, should Aster be declared guilty, I will personally dispatch of him myself, as such is the nature of the agreement... But make no mistake, Cerula, his fate is intertwined as my own. I will take my life afterwards should this council decide my son must die."