I'm Honoured, Dragon Lord!

Inside the Eternal Musical Hall…

In the grand hall of crystals, the Red Witch sat before a circular red table, her presence alone enough to suffocate the very air around her. She was more than seven feet tall, draped in thick red garments from head to toe, with small red dots etched across her face and hands. 

The red witch's pupils gleamed an eerie crimson, contrasting sharply with the dark hollows around her eyes, as though she had been awake for centuries without rest.

The heavy silence in the hall was only interrupted by the flickering of crystal flames that adorned the chamber. She had not touched the wine or fruits placed before her. Nor had she spoken a word since her arrival. Yet, her hands trembled slightly, and sweat glistened on her forehead—a strange sight for someone feared across realms for her unshakable composure.