Siege

Ransia was a combination of island cities and a mainland city. Naomi wasn't even sure if she preferred Estoria anymore. It resembled a paradise. As she flew behind Daegal, over the sprawling city, she couldn't help but marvel at the view below her.

There was a perfect balance between the residential, industrial, and forest areas. They all thrived individually and collectively.

Finally, she and Daegal landed their dragons atop a hill on the outskirts of Chief Malon's palace and used horses for the rest of the way.

Their small host which consisted of images and soldiers including Azriel and Thalia, caught up with them before they got to the entrance of the palace where a tall, handsome man in his early fifties alongside a shorter, pretty woman; stood waiting to greet them. Behind the two were three armored guards and about seven servants.

"Emperor Daegal, welcome to Ransia," the man bowed deeply. "This is my wife, Lolo Aurora." He pointed to the woman beside him who curtsied.

Daegal