Chapter 54 The Dragons’ Heirs
Scarlet’s hand dropped to his side but his expression didn’t change much, but Kaelith saw the stiffness in his shoulders. The way his lips pressed together, the silence that followed Magnar’s words said more than any insult could.
Scarlet looked away from the eggs, pretending he wasn’t hurt.
’So that’s your game,’ Kaelith thought, his gaze steady. ’You bring six eggs to a table of nine heirs. You already know who you want to eliminate, and who you want to put
into a fight.’
He didn’t need to ask how Magnar had found the eggs. He didn’t believe in coincidence, especially not with dragons. And now Magnar was offering them to children like candy at a feast.
Kaelith didn’t believe in gifts either.
The Patriarch wasn’t offering power. He was baiting them.
Scarlet opened his mouth, then closed it again. His fingers clenched into a fist. Kaelith saw the flicker of pain, quickly buried under a weak smile.
Ezzo grinned, leaning back in his chair. "Told you," he whispered just loud enough for Scarlet to hear. "Even Grandfather agrees you don’t belong."
Scarlet remained quiet, his eyes staring down at his feet, as if that was the most interesting thing in the room.
Meanwhile, Draco stood beside his mother, his eyes gleaming from just the mere thought of owning a dragon.