Chapter 1196 Rejecting Her

• Ian
• Fraser paces along a stretch of tile in a room I can only describe as some kind of landing area. It’s mostly open to the elements, but it's a clear, blue day, not a single cloud in the sky as far as the eye can see.
• The last hints of summer warmth pick up dust as a breeze skitters through the room at large, which is domed and wide, large enough to fit six or more creatures like Fraser in their dragon forms, which I’m still trying to wrap my head around.