The silver-haired Sky Dharma Queen of Terravolt and the golden-armored Sky Dharma King of Glacivane straightened, the weight of Rose's words sinking deep into their bones.
There was a heavy silence, one not of hesitation, but of realization.
Rose, standing before them, radiant without artifice, added one final note.
"When you return to your Dynasties," she said, her voice steady, "Draconic Hybrids will follow you back. Silent. Watchful."
…!
The leaders stiffened slightly.
Rose smiled gently, disarming.
"If your Thrones decide to join us," she continued, "the Emperor King will know immediately through them. No need for formal emissaries. No delays. If the answer is yes, he will move to bring your cities into the skies immediately."
The Sky Dharma Queen's lips parted, but no words came out at first. She shared a look with the Sky Dharma King of Glacivane, a glance filled with unspoken understanding.
They had seen enough.
They nodded, slowly, and bowed deeply once again.
