"Have you never heard of the Dragon Rider?" King Rollo asked. "That is what many call him. Some call him the young dragon. Others call him the dragon reborn."
He leaned back slightly. "That dragon you all saw flying above… it belongs to him. I believe I have told you before that such a person exists in Aerthwyn."
General Amber nodded firmly. "Yes, you did, your majesty."
King Rollo continued. "Not only does he ride the dragon, but he also conjures fire. I saw it myself on my last visit to Aerthwyn. One thing is certain, this war cannot be won without his help. That is why, whether we like it or not, he has a voice here."
General Amber's eyes shifted toward Aeron, who stood across from him at the round table. His tone softened. "Then I must apologize. I spoke too harshly earlier. Forgive me." He paused, then added, "Regarding your suggestion about attacking the Hydra directly, I must strongly oppose it, and for many reasons."
