#CHAPTER 126: A Dying Dragon

FELIX The end was here. For centuries, Fresonia had been a kingdom of peace, managing to avoid both worldwide and civil conflict. Now, in the few short months of my reign, we had not only narrowly avoided an all-out war between all the magical kingdoms, but now were facing riots in the streets. It was not an exaggeration. Things had gotten completely out of hand at the southern border, and I feared for the violence that was now spreading throughout the kingdom. All sense of trust in the crown had been lost, and we had finally come to the decision to move the dragons to an aviary closer to the castle. I had no doubt that the root of the issue had to do with brother turning on brother and the destruction that had followed. If my own sibling did not believe in me as a ruler, why should anyone else? Still, I refused to use force against my people, and I refused to lie to and gaslight them about the existence of dragons. Things were bad enough without me carrying