“Can I help you?” Colonel Dagon asked in confusion.
“How?”
Leaning close
to the colonel, Cassie whispered, “we’ve never done this before.”
Perplexed, the
colonel’s eyes darted back and forth from the young griffin king to the adolescent
messenger. After thirty seconds, he sighed, “I see!” Nodding, he contemplated
the best way to break the news to them, he finally said, “I don’t think that’s
going to be a problem. My liege, how old are you?”
“Uh. I,”
Kaiser Archel shrugged his furry golden shoulders and ruffled the eagle’s
feathers of his neck, “thirteen. I think.” His irritated python tail twitched.
“Why?”
“Law, my
liege,” Dagon answered.
“Law?” Cassie
asked.
Turning to
Archel, Dagon said, “you’ve got two years to learn.”
“Learn what?”
Archel asked.
“How to rule
your kingdom,” Dagon responded with a bow.
