Draco finally took off, deciding to take a look at his kingdom because trying to rest was more torturous.

He was a fearsome sight as he flew above the bustling city, his wingspan casting a dark shadow over the streets below. Citizens quickly scurried away, some bowing in respect, others cowering in fear. Draco had made it known that any disobedience would be met with swift and merciless punishment, and the citizens knew better than to test his resolve.

He had always been ruthless but his temperament was fluid at the moment. Correction, it was volatile.

As he landed in the center of the city, Draco's ministers rushed to his...