Genius Seventh Prince 122 Trouble Right From The Star

Cerul flew as fast as he could from the start. Every so often, he would land to take a break and rest as another one of his friends took over for the flight. Although they could not fly as fast, it was more efficient than staying still. Almost none of the same loud laughs and constant chatter were present as the dragons were all on edge. Greyson felt awkward and wanted to initiate a conversation but it was like a drop in the ocean. Throwing out words only watching them sink into more silence. Eventually, he decided to just talk with Lucius and Theo. Snow stayed inside Al's shell for most of the trip since there was not enough room for her to run around on the back of a dragon. Only a couple of days passed before the mountains started to appear in the horizon. It was amazing how quick the trip became when they were taking a straight no-rest path towards their destination.
However, before they could even get remotely close to the entrance, a group of dragons roared out in warning and came down from the sky. Green dragons almost matching Cerul's appearance surrounded the group. Indecipherable roars broke out between Cerul and the apparent guards. The rest of the friends also assumed their original appearances and exchanged between sentries. Greyson and Rosalie continued witnessing the exchanges back and forth trying to detect any hint on what this could possibly be about. They did not quite follow why they had not been let in yet.
"You would think the dragon bloodline would help you automatically understand the language. Guess there is nothing that easy, right?" Greyson complained frustrated.
"I can't understand the elf language if that makes you feel any better." Rosalie tried comforting.
"No, not really. I can't really understand either language. My teacher, Sweetbow, taught me some of the elf language. Not enough to be fluent, maybe just enough to get by. I'll teach you at some point."
"Well, all I can get is there is some kind of security risk and that we cannot go into the mountains yet."
"You understand the dragon language?"
"I did live in the tribe almost my entire life. Most people spoke the human language in front of me because they would appear in front of me as their humanoid form. But, our grandparents taught me a little, and some I just picked up along the way."
"I should ask them to impart some to me as well..."
"It would be a practical skill to improve on. Many the magic beasts that descend from the dragons also use it to communicate. Those that do not have a pure dragon bloodline do not have high enough intelligence to speak in the human language, so they can only use the dragon language to speak to each other. You could learn to talk with them."
Right after she finished speaking, it seemed the conversation with the guards also ended. Aeos groaned and turned to look at Greyson.
"You cannot go in."
"Just me?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Your identity is not yet confirmed."
"Wait, of course it is! He is my brother. His blood was able to injure my grandparents which proved his lineage." Rosalie cut in.

"Yeah, well. You guys weren't exactly forthcoming with that identity, were you? Everyone assumes Greyson is just someone you picked up and ended up falling for. You did not make it any better by continuing to pretend Greyson is your boyfriend to ward of suitors."
That silenced them. It was a fact; no one except her friends and their grandparents were aware of Greyson's real identity.
"Isn't that an easy fix, though? Just tell my grandparents to come out, and this could all be straightened out."
"They can't leave the mountain."
"What?!"
"Everyone right now is a suspect. It seems that the Snow Dragons especially are under of a lot of scrutiny because of the usual power dynamics between the Dragon King tribe and Snow Dragon tribe. The number one and number two tribes of the dragons have tons of bad blood between them that could warrant this kind of assassination. At the minimum, they have the most reason to try to assassinate Irumen relative to the other tribes. Therefore, your grandparents cannot leave presently as they are regarded as potential flight risks."
"That's absurd! How could my grandparents try killing Irumen? Plus, if they did, it would not merely be an assassination attempt. They would have succeeded with their power." Rosalie bristled with anger.
"Look, Rose. Everyone knows that Irumen wanted you as his umpteenth lover and that your grandparents would never allow that to happen. They have been blocking him for ages for you, but lately Irumen's father has also started to pressure them. Some of the dragons are gossiping that they wanted to get rid of the root of the problem. In the end, most do not believe this theory; however, it is the easiest to push the crime on someone else so that they can avoid suspicion."
"So, you're saying the dragons are accepting the easy answer by believing our grandparents are the suspects?" Greyson could not fathom why his grandparents were so hastily forced into the line of fire.
"This kind of infighting is extremely rare. Some dragons wish nothing but to quickly move on, while some dragons wish to see your clan brought down a notch. Especially those in the Dragon King tribe who do not take well to the Snow Dragons acting as if they are more powerful if one were to ignore the bloodline suppression ability."

"Someone is almost murdered, and it becomes a political power fight all of the sudden?"
"The power fight was always there, it just has reared its ugly head right at this moment. Irumen's almost assassination by a suspected dragon has exacerbated any and all conflict. At this moment, it would be best if you stayed out here Greyson. I will try getting you permission to enter again as soon as possible. Rosalie could probably make contact with Elder Brevre and Freizon so they can corroborate your bloodline legitimacy." Aeos reassured.
Shrugging, Greyson knew there was no better option. He jumped off of Cerul's back and watched as the rest of the group flew right into the mountains. Landing on the ground, Greyson did not go far. Sitting under a tree close by, he started to think about what he recalled about the Dragon Tribe inner workings and relationships. Most obvious was the ever existing enmity between the Light Dragons and the Snow Dragons since only one could claim the spot of most powerful. The Fire Dragons tended to side with the Light Dragons while the Water Dragons sided with the Snow Dragons. The Dark Dragons hate the Light Dragons, but they did not really enjoy fighting for power so they stayed to the side. Earth and Wind Dragons were fairly neutral, but their allegiance could be potentially bought for a price. The rest of the Dragon tribes were not significant enough to really have an impact like the Time Dragons or the Lightning Dragons. Massaging his temples, Greyson knew that resolving this conflict would not be easy especially if the Light Dragons were seizing this moment to weaken their competition. He wondered if he could get in to observe Irumen's condition. It is possible he could assist in healing his wounds. This thought swiftly passed, though, since Greyson was completely aware that the Light Dragon tribe had any number of stronger light element users to heal Irumen. Trying to utilize his abilities was akin to adding useless decoration onto an already efficient machine; there was no point. Releasing a deep sigh, Greyson hoped things would become clearer after he can at least enter the mountains and see his grandparents. Hopefully, there was some way he could help.

Chapter end