Maegar fakes a friendly smirk. "Sir Pale Yan, I'm sure this rehearsed speech is very impressive, but I'm afrai

Maegar fakes a friendly smirk. "Sir Pale Yan, I'm sure this rehearsed speech is very impressive, but I'm afraid it comes a little late. The dragon is... how do I put it? No longer a problem. Your gang in my lands, on the other hand..." Maegar stops expressively, as if making room for anyone who wishes to reply.