"No, you cannot take the boy away… I have some vested interests in him and intend to hold him here on Juxta until I please," Charles began, as he could see the color drain out of the Elders' faces the moment he made that statement.
"If there's something else I can help you with… please let me know, but as for me returning the boy, you can forget about it," Charles refused flatly, as both the First and Twelfth Elder began to visibly fume at his words.
"Monarch Charles!" the First Elder spoke ferociously, before immediately catching himself and softening his tone, doing his best to reduce the aggression in his voice.
"Like we said, the boy is a Dragon Candidate. You're required by Cult law to allow the Elder Council to train him. You cannot simply hold him here at your whim," the First Elder protested, as Charles chuckled out loud at his words.
