Though she had never been there personally, Cassandra had lived long enough in the Capital to know where the Red District was. She naturally headed there, with Shareen and Dahlia, and the black-scaled Dragon right behind. It was a truly strange procession the bystanders witnessed that day. A concubine in a pink dress, along with an Imperial Princess, only one servant with them and… an Imperial Dragon that struggled to feet inside the streets. Many displays fell victim to his wing or tail in his wake, despite the merchants’ desperate attempts to push it out of the way. No one wanted to hinder their path, and the trio progressed easily among the streets.
The reputation of the Imperial Family preceded them. Any glance, gesture or sound could trigger a brutal and violent death, and no one wan
