The Next Day
The entire estate was in chaos.
Servants dropped their trays. Knights forgot their drills. The maids squealed and sprinted from room to room. The birds in the sky above even seemed to caw a little louder.
Why?
Because a dragon had been born.
Not just any beast. It was the Dragon—the apex predator of legends, creatures once said to be blessed by gods, symbols of might and divinity. Now, that very creature had been seen dozing peacefully in Lord Kael's arms.
A true-born dragon.
Within hours, rumors swept through the estate like wildfire.
"Did you hear? Lord Kael has a dragon as his pet!"
"Pet? More like it calls him Papa! I saw it with my own eyes!"
"You're kidding! A dragon, like the real winged, scale-covered, magic-blazing kind?!"
"What kind do you think?! Some gecko with ambition? I used to think Lord Kael was cursed… but he's truly favored by the heavens."
