I was on a luxurious pillow seat, surrounded by a hundred of armored dragons pointing bladed tails at me. The smoke I detected came from an oil burner, spreading relaxing scents throughout the room. My eyes glanced at what laid before me.
Sitting on a crystal throne encrusted with sapphire and diamonds, Queen Nirasa smiled warmly at me. Nota and Kintes also began to stir, sitting on identical pillows beside me.
"Welcome, hatchlings!"
Nota mumbled to herself "We aren't hatchlings."
"I am sorry for our rather barbaric way of bringing you here." She continued. "But with our varying relationship with the Blatua Kingdom has my guards paranoid.
"They saw it fit to bring you here." She rambled on. "To, as they say, decide your fate. That sounds rather dramatic, don't you think?"
"So you're going to let us go?" Nota asked hopefully.
"Don't be absurd." The Queen giggled, and then her face suddenly lost all warmth and kindness. "Being Blatua spies, you will be executed."