MIRA
A heavy silence fills the hall. Oh, gods! Tell me he hasn’t just insulted a room filled with dragons!
I gulp, looking around… But what I see are not the faces of the people who were just offended… Everybody here just looks sad... I think Rien hit the right nerve in each of them… And looking at the king, he doesn’t seem angry as well.
However Agnes…
“Forgive my nephew, lords, and ladies,” she says spitefully, “He is still too young. He sees the world through the prism of his own experience. And in that sense, he doesn’t have much! It’s less than a lifetime that he flies the skies. I, of course, hope that he would not be disappointed in whatever he believes. However, if the same destiny strikes him as my father and me, I want Derrien to know that our doors would always be o
