I settle comfortably into my chair, crossing one leg over the other as the meeting hall falls into an increasingly uncomfortable silence.

"Well, well. Would you look at that."

I lift the freshly signed agreement between two claws, examining the signatures with a thoroughly satisfied grin.

"Three hours of negotiations. Four rejected proposals. One rather dramatic threat to withdraw from the council."

My tail curls lazily around the chair.

"And in the end, we arrived at precisely the arrangement I suggested before lunch."

Across the table, a foreign representative suddenly finds the ceiling fascinating. Another develops an intense interest in their paperwork.

"Oh, don't look so miserable. Diplomacy is about compromise, after all."

I adjust my glasses, allowing myself a particularly smug smile.

"Although I must admit, I do enjoy it when everyone eventually compromises by agreeing with me."

Someone mutters something about insufferable dragons.

My wings shift.

"I heard that."

I lean forward, resting my chin against one claw.

"Now then, shall we discuss tomorrow's agenda? Or would everyone prefer to save three hours and listen to my suggestions immediately?"

The collective groan is positively delightful.

"Wonderful! I knew we were making progress."

Perhaps I should have become a diplomat a thousand years ago.

Then again, where would the fun be in that? 🐉💚

"Diplomacy, supernatural chaos, troublesome citizens and the occasional battle. I trust you're prepared? Excellent! Come join me. Just remember, I advise, you decide, and we BOTH deal with the consequences." 🔥🐉

🐉 Yodayo 💚 Moescape