Marlo blinded the people in the foyer of the hotel as we walked inside. Tank carried Carlson and I carried Albert. Basil and Elio walked behind us as Marlo led our little group down the hallway to the ballroom where we could hear the music and voices.
“Are you sure you want to do it this way?” Basil asked me.
“The most influential Sires and dragonkin are in that room together with the Elders of our region. What better setting is there?” I asked him.
“You have blood on your face,” he said to me.
“Just adds to my flair for the dramatic,” I said as Tank laughed.
“Little Ryder, you always know how to make an entrance,” he said to me.
“Let’s make an entrance then,” Marlo said as she rubbed her hands together and stood facing the double doors.
“I feel like we need a theme song,” Elio said
