"I know how," Nara said. "Something I should've realised when my mother sent us on this mission, and which even Sangar knew when I said why we were here."<br/><br/>"I don't..." Muroe said, looking perplexed at the smiles that crossed both Nara and Sangar's faces.<br/><br/>"Magyar isn't the name of a dragon king," Nara said. "Magyar is the Elven word for dragon, I should've remembered since all fae children are taught Elvish from a young age. Remember that name Elena said to tell them if they were reluctant?"<br/><br/>"Sarna?" Muroe replied. "What's that got to do with it?"<br/><br/>"Sarna was the dragon who saved Sylvan all those millenia ago wasn't he?" she asked Sangar who merely nodded. "Elves and dragons are fierce believers in honour. The day Sarna saved this city the rulers of Sylvan swore that if the Magyar requested their aid the army of Sylvan would answer. Plus with the strength of dragons alone they could be sure their aid would not be sought unless the threat was something the dragons could not fight alone. Sorry, that's probably a lot to take in at once," she said, laughing slightly at the confusion on Muroe's face.