Kyle remained in the village for two more days, observing the flow of people who had come for the auction and ensuring there were no hidden threats lingering in the shadows.
He made his rounds quietly, checking defenses, exchanging brief conversations with the chieftain and his soldiers, and inspecting the mana detection wards.
Thankfully, the nobles and merchants began departing one after another, the buzz of the failed auction quickly losing its heat.
When the last of the outsiders finally left, Kyle stood at the top of the small watchtower and exhaled.
The village was safe.
For now.
It was time to move.
Preparations were made with quiet efficiency.
Kyle oversaw the loading of their supplies and then turned his attention to the large, specially prepared bed meant for Queen and the dragon egg.
The bed was made from soft pelts, padded carefully to absorb shocks, and enchanted slightly to regulate temperature during travel.
