Odyssues croutched in a hidden corner of the dragons lair. He was away from his charge for the first time in his life. He and his family honor bound and blood sworn to protect the rightful ruler of the grey havens he had rarely left the palace.
Yet there was some hidden threat buildng against the new king Dante. Spies placed his arch enemy polaridin te al mordin here two days ago. He needed to find out why.
An elven servant approached the silver dragon god. "It appears the rumors are true my lord. Dante has no intention of paying any tribute this year. As a result he has lowered taxes across the realm. Some believe he will not be able to pay even if he wants to."
The dragon god answered with a voice so strong the mountain seemed to shake. "The tithe is sacred and has not been skipped or shortenned in 12 generations of the dragons. The elves all forget that this is not their kingdom. The true nobility is dragonkind. Their king only has authority because they speak on our behalf, if he ceases to do so, then he should no longer rule. Perhaps mordin was right. He has good intentions but does not understand the divine order. I will speak to sherib and he will instruct the young king."
Odysseus had to return to the palace to warn his lord. The gods have been angered.
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