"They don't seem too alarmed," Barkeley said, noticing the younger dragons seemed more interested than the adults, although some were keeping a watchful eye on them.<br/><br/>"You're five non-dragons in a city full of dragon-kin," Kara replied. "Only an idiot would try and attack them when they're outnumbered this heavily." The tall figure from the wall appeared again, bowing to Kara, who caught even the fae off guard by tranforming into a beautiful young woman, who bowed. "Meren old friend," she said. "It has been far too long."<br/><br/>"You have no need to bow Kara," the figure replied. "You are like an aunt to Stormrider, if anyone should be bowing it. I will go and tell Stormrider you have arrived. Wait here, I will send someone to get you when he is ready." He walked off towards the tower, as the ogres slowly dispersed and returned to the wall.<br/><br/>"What is he?" Muroe asked. "He doesn't feel like any human I've ever met."<br/><br/>"He isn't," Kara replied. "No-one's 100% sure what he is, it is said only the dragon king ever knows Meren's true nature, it does require a great deal of trust though."