The older dragonic man had an air of arrogance to him as he stood in front of Blake. "My king has come to…."
"Insolence!" The naga guard at the side suddenly appeared in front of the older dragonic man and waved his hand, sending him flying across the room. "You dare not greet our lord!?"
The older dragonic man tumbled across the floor until skidding to a stop as he hit the wall. His entire being was in a state of shock. He had not even seen what had happened. He only heard a single word then he was sent flying without any way to resist.
But this was also a huge blow to his dragonic pride. He slowly got up and dusted himself off as he turned and looked at Blake with anger written all over his face as he asked: "What is the meaning of this!?"
The naga guard was about to move again but stopped when Blake raised his hand. He then looked at the older dragonic man and mockingly said: "Just what it looks like. You are nothing but a messenger, but walk into my home with pride and arrogance. I do not know what you came here for, but now whatever it is, I want no part in it. Clance!"
"You called my husband?" Clance walked out from the side room. She had been waiting there in case she was needed.
When she walked out, the older dragonic man's eyes lowered, realizing that royalty was present. She might be married to the man who he wanted to rip to shred, but she was still a princess of the dragonic clan.
"Have someone carve a message into this man's chest and teleport him back to the dragonic clan. Tell them if they wish to speak with me, make sure not to send an arrogant fool. I do not take lightly to people who are filled with pride and do not know their place." Blake then stood up and gave Clance a kiss on the cheek before saying: "When I return, we will do your turning."
"Okay!" Clance smiled. She was excited. She was ready for both her evolution and her becoming a drakani, as it would give her power over time. With her ability with space already quite good, this would make her even more powerful than before.
Blake took Lillia's hand and walked out of the room, leaving Clance to deal with what was to come. With a few orders, the older dragonic man was held down by two naga guards while another began carving a message into the older dragonic man's chest. "Ahhh! You can't do this! Princess, why are you letting them do this to one of your own kind!?"
The older dragonic man did not understand why Princess Clance was just overseeing such a thing instead of stopping them. "Because you do not know your place. My husband is a man who hates when people show no respect. If you really wanted to come here to deliver whatever message it was you were supposed to deliver, you would have done so with the dignity of the dragonic clan and followed your orders through, not walk in and act arrogant as you did. The first thing a messenger should do is bow to the lord he is meeting as a sign of respect. Even my father would have done the same thing. But you came in with an air of arrogance and even spoke before being spoken to. Now you are paying the price. Don't worry. I will teleport you right to my father. So he can read the message on your chest."
The older dragonic man wanted to ask why should he, a dragonic, bow to another clan when the dragonic rule the world, but when he thought of the message, he realized that it seemed he truly had courted his own death this time. He was bound to be killed once he gave this message.
The older dragonic man did not even get to say a word before he was teleported out of the palace. He reappeared mid air within the dragonic clan's throne room and smashed heavily on the floor. The dragonic king looked at the older dragonic man with a furrowed brow. "What is the meaning of this!?"
With a wave of his hand, multiple guards surrounded the older dragonic man who lay on the ground on his back with a large passage carved into his chest. "Your Majesty, I think you should read this." One of the guards turned and looked up at the king.
The dragonic king furrowed his brow and got up off his throne and walked over to the older dragonic man and looked at the bloody mess of his chest, and began reading the message. 'To the king of the dragonic clan. If you want to send a message, make sure the man you send knows proper etiquette. The message you sent was not received. I am sending back your man. If you truly wish to speak to me, send someone who knows proper ways of dealing with other races' leaders. Otherwise, I will see it as a declaration of war against my Destiny City.'
The dragonic king's face turned red with anger as he raised his foot and stomped down on the older dragonic man's leg. "Ahhhh!" The older dragonic man screamed out in pain, but he could not retaliate. He could only take it.
"You idiot! I asked you to form a truce with Destiny City, but you do not even show the slightest bit of respect to them!? Are you a fucking idiot!? Our clan is about to go into lockdown to grow in power so we can become stronger than the drakani that rule Destiny City. But you want to start a war!? You are a traitor to my dragonic clan!" The dragonic king did not want a war to break out now! He wanted the two sides to be at peace until they were able to grow in power. He himself was unsure if his clan could defeat the drakani even if they were to sacrifice every member of his clan in the war.
"Take him away and kill him! Find someone with a bit of intelligence and have them come to me immediately!" He had no choice but to deal with this in another way.
"No need, Your Majesty. I will go myself."
