Mermaids are Menacing (Book 2) Complete

94. ) The Treasure

The crowd was against it entirely. The cost was to high but Pyros didnt care. He looked out at the faces that desired to rip him to shreds for mearly  mentioning it and he felt no fear. What is there to fear when the leverage he held was more solid than the gems along the walls. He held the clans in his black claws, they just didn't know it yet.

So he let them be angry, burning themselves out on their fury, because it wouldn't change anything. A bug to a spiders web. Fish in a net. They were caught it was only a matter of reeling them in.

Even his brother behind him, sitting on a crumbling throne, felt the shock of what he said. The high lord Kavern, for all his greed, would never have had it in him to ask for the most valuable thing that the clans owned. A dragons ancestral trove was more than just an item. It was power. It was a thing that caused wars and blood shed. It was absolute greed.

The pearl that Pyros plucked from the sea was proof of that. Centuries ago it too had once caused widespread war and infighting among family members and friends. The benefits were phenomenal but the ability to protect it from coveting eyes, impossible.

"Your joke is in poor taste." Glaysion of the ice steeps rumbled. His voice was not loud but it carved its way through the crowd. He was an ancient dragon. Likely the oldest alive.

"I wouldn't joke about this." Pyros shook his head.

"The ancestral trove was split for good reason. Reuniting the peices will only bring calamity on all of us." He said somberly.

"You should listen to the old one Pyros, the anscestral trove was not meant to be owned by one clan alone." Kanyon warned.

"Calamity is already upon us. Surely you've seen it yourselves. Blight is everywhere. Walls were built around our strongholds for a reason. Did you forget the reason we are dying out? The reason we are experiencing more and more cases of blight destroying our cities and citizens. It is exactly because the trove was seperated that we are in this chaos and only reunification can end it! You call this peace but this is just a slow death." He gestured to the crowd in disgust.

Pyros's tail swiped angrily behind him and Kavern bore a deep grimiced appearance.

"We can return to the years of glory! Not just survival but a truly great revival of unparalleled prosperity. It will be an end to the blight that plagues us. Not a banquet every century but so many in the span of a season that you want be able to attend all of them."

Many dragons looked at him with glistening eyes and just as many continued to glare.

"You reach to high." Tambora said angrily.

"Tambora is right, you already have many half breeds now and not enough dragons to guard them. You wouldnt be able to stop us from taking them. Why not give us the method in your hands and ill promise to leave your offspring be." Thrasher, the largest of the lords threatened.

"Even IF you had the ability to take them, you wouldnt be able to use them. Their bodies might be capable to carry but without my method of preparation they would lose clutch after clutch and expire. Leaving you with nothing." Pyros stared him down with confidence. "I'll assure another thing. Whoever comes after my descendants will be blacklisted from my knowledge and the benefits it creates forever."

Thrasher hissed in displeasure but made no move to attack. He, like all the other dragons were bound by a truce after all.

"Your offer is a difficult decision to make...we will need a decade or two to make a choice." Etherium said to Pyros.

"You have seven days to sign a pact with me." Pyros told the crowd. "After that none of you will be given the option again. Those who join me will not be allowed to disclose or share these benefits with a clan that did not join. Not my method and the resulting offspring cannot marry into a clan that didnt enter into the pact."

"This is an extreamly important decision! You cant expect us to give up our power in the span of a week!" She shrieked.

"I can and I do. This is the only way." He said. "You have the time to gather your dead. Hold rites in our catacomes and then make your decision. If theres nothing else...ill leave you to your business."

The room was quiet and if possible more somber. Now it really felt as if the weight of life and death laid heavily in the room. The sounds of Pyros's claws on the floor were loud as he left his on lookers in silence. Pyros rounded the corner and with gleeful steps walked back to his wing. Tail swishing happily all the while.