Dragon Genesis: I Can Create Dragons - Chapter 519: This IS happening.
Chapter 519: This IS happening.
“Even if that’s true, even if they doubted the Stormcallers,”
She pressed,
“Why come to us? What do they need from us?”
And as that question settled into the hall…
Morvain… hesitated, not able to answer at the moment.
And as her silence stretched long enough, the Commander of the Watch narrowed his eyes.
“Matriarch,”
He called out in his usual deep voice that was now laced with… suspicion.
“Why aren’t you answering my question?
What is the plan?
What are we going to do about all this?
I am sure you have given it some thought, have you not?”
The Commander asked, his eyes piercing into Morvain’s as if he were going to force the answer out of her even if she didn’t directly say anything, and Morvain…
She took a long breath and began pressing her temple before heaving another sigh of… defeat.
This was it.
She… she could no longer delay the answer anymore because… she knew this was happening better than anyone.
“The Stonefangs,”
She said slowly,
“Will ally with us.”
And the moment her words ended—
Silence.
Absolute silence fell over the place.
For a moment, her words felt like stones thrown into a still pond, but the woman wasn’t done.
“They will move inside the Wall. They will…
They will be living with us from now on.”
She declared and—
The reaction was instant.
BAM
Tarevian slammed his hand on the table so hard the echo rang off the walls.
“Matriarch! This cannot happen!”
He shouted.
“The people will never agree to this!”
Before Morvain could respond, Kael’s calm voice cut through the noise.
“This is happening, Elder Tarevian,”
He said.
Once again, all heads turned toward him, but he did not flinch. He continued looking into Tarevian’s eyes and—
“The Matriarch did not say we were considering an alliance with the Stonefangs.
It is already decided.
Both sides have agreed.
The Stonefangs will arrive tomorrow.”
Before those words could even settle into the hall, the entire hall erupted.
“Tomorrow!?”
“Impossible!”
“You can’t be serious!”
“The people will riot!”
All elders—even Korvath, who usually stayed calm in moments like this—had a strong reaction.
For a moment, Kael didn’t move.
He simply sat there, letting them speak—letting their panic wash over the room until it lost its strength.
He didn’t even try to defend this idea; he knew now was not the moment when everyone was agitated.
Tarevian and Nymeris didn’t stop talking about how this would never work out—one speaking about the people’s reaction, the other mentioning how something like this had never happened in the history of the Heights.
Even Aelindra was worried about the provisions and how they were going to share resources when they barely had enough for themselves.
But after a few minutes—
“If the Stonefangs fight beside us, our chances of survival rise.”
Korvath’s deep voice was heard, and in an instant, the hall went silent.
The elders turned toward Korvath, and the Commander just completed his sentence with a cold, calculative look on his face.
“Not by much, but considering the situation we are in… it is not something we can outright decline or ignore. Their numbers—”
“This isn’t about numbers!”
Tarevian snapped, glaring at Korvath.
“You, of all people, should know this! The hatred our people hold for the Stonefangs is deeper than for any other tribe. They are the monsters who raid our borders every winter! They slaughter our soldiers—my own brother died fighting them! Hundreds of your men have been torn apart by them! Hundreds of families have been broken by them! And you wish to open the gates for them!?
How do you think the people would react to this!? There will be riots! Chaos so great that it will destroy us before the other tribes do!”
“We aren’t the only ones taking a difficult step, Elder Tarevian.”
Before Korvath or Morvain could respond to Tarevian’s outburst, Kael leaned forward and spoke in his calm but… sharp voice.
“The Stonefangs are the same.”
He spoke.
“They’re leaving their home, their land, their ancestors’ graves—to live among those they once fought.
This is not madness.
This is not reckless.
This is survival.
This is the only way out.
And the faster you understand that, the better.”
Kael’s blue eyes shined intensely as he glanced at Tarevian, showing no intention of backing down.
“…”
“…”
For a moment, there was silence. Tarevian stared at Kael, unable to say anything.
He was angry, frustrated, and there were thousands of things he wanted to say.
But as he stared at Kael and saw the look on his face… he… he couldn’t say anything.
It was as if… some foreign force he could not recognize was stopping him from… speaking his mind.
And this continued for a good minute until Nymeris raised her unyielding voice again.
“Even if we accept this alliance… how do you expect them to live among us? How will we maintain order? Language barriers, culture, violence—it will be chaos.”
She commented.
Just in the limited time they had, she could think of thousands of problems they would need to deal with.
Actually, the more she thought about it, the more… unlikely this all felt.
This… would never work out.
Before her mind could think of a solution to one problem, it could already imagine a dozen more problems right after that.
It was a vicious process—one that didn’t seem to be in their favor.
Kael nodded at her words, acknowledging them.
“It will be difficult,”
He admitted.
“Which is why we’ll need clear rules—laws that define how both sides must act. The Stonefangs already understand the value of discipline. If we match that with ours, it will work.”
“He’s right,”
Morvain exhaled softly as well. She had already given her word, so it was time to follow through with them.
“It won’t be easy, but we will make it work.
We have to make it work.”
“And food? Shelter? We can’t even feed our own comfortably.”
Aelindra asked with a frown.
“The food problem is solved. You’ve seen the Divine Rations. There will be enough for all.”
Kael assured her with a confident look on his face, taking the responsibility, and when Aelindra saw him stepping forward, she too nodded in understanding.
If it was him—if he had given his word—then at the very least, ’food’ wouldn’t be an issue.
After all, it was no secret how Kael’s strange ’food’ had already transformed Velmourn’s survival.
Tarevian rubbed his temples in disbelief.
“Even if we accept all this,”
He muttered,
“The people won’t. You can punish a few, but you can’t control thousands.”
“Then we make them understand,”
Kael looked at him directly.
“Through rules. Through order. Through example.
The Stonefangs will live in the outer quarters at first—separate but still under our protection. Over time, they’ll work with us, fight with us, and learn our ways.”
He then looked at all the elders present in the hall and—
“And we’ll learn theirs.”
He added.
“Unity can’t be forced in a day.
But it can start with one.”
Lavinia commented as well. Her soft words carried a strange weight.
Even then, the elders had many doubts, many suspicions, but Kael, Lavinia, and even Morvain continued to answer their questions. There were times when even they were silent—questions that stumped even them—but…
In the end, even if they were stuck, even if there were things they were not certain about, they understood this was never about ’choosing’.
There were only two options in front of them right now.
Either choose the alliance with the Stonefangs and have a slight chance of survival or…
Or reject the alliance and be wiped out by the enemies who were preparing to overwhelm them at any moment now.
This wasn’t about whether they should do it or not…
It was do or… die.
And after two hours of discussion, the elders—although still nervous and filled with doubts—began to realize it as well.
Even allying with the Stonefangs didn’t ensure their survival, let alone doing it all alone.
This… this was the only way—uncertain, unpredictable and… difficult as it may be.
“Enough.”
After a while,
Morvain straightened her back and spoke in a firm tone.
She then looked at every person sitting at the Council Table and—
“The decision stands.
The alliance with the Stonefangs… is happening.”
She announced. Her tone left no room for argument or counter.
The elders looked at one another—some defeated, some still in disbelief—but this time, no one spoke again.
Finally, Kael stood up.
“Then there’s only one thing left,”
He said.
“Each of you will draft new laws tonight. Rules for coexistence. For trade, work, and daily life. Define what can and cannot be done—
And the punishment for those who break them.”
He commanded, then, before any Elder could say anything—
“I understand my inexperience. I understand that I am not familiar with these matters as well as you are, so I will leave this matter to you.
What I can help you in is implementing these rules you create.
So if any of you wish for my assistance, please call my name—I will return.
But for now, I request you to excuse me.”
“Where are you going?”
Morvain frowned.
Kael turned toward her and—
“To verify what my ’eyes’ have investigated. I will personally give you a thorough report after the meeting is concluded.”
“Alright, you may leave.”
Morvain nodded and Kael, he looked at the elders one last time and—
“When the Stonefangs arrive tomorrow, I hope there is no confusion or chaos.
The step we are taking today is a difficult one, I realize it—
And I hope, in the future, when we look back at this day,
We smile at our past selves, proud of the decision we made today.”
Saying those words, Kael excused himself, and Lavinia followed him out, leaving the elders on their own.
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