"Would you like to see?" Kargath smiled. "Come, we'll go to the park. There should be enough space there."
He stood, stretching for a moment, before offering his hand to Aera and helping her up off the bench like a proper gentleman. It was an interesting prospect to say the least; to witness a dragon in the flesh, right in front of her. The two walked down the long market roads, between the old buildings; Kargath following the signs on the roads despite clearly knowing the way. It was odd, he seemed to adopt an entirely false way of walking; a slow gait, leaning on a cane, pretending not to know what he was doing. And for a man who seemed to prize trust as highly as he did, this seemed a little hypocritical.
But then, perhaps it was his way of making himself appear less threatening than he was. He had never claimed that Aera's legends and pictures were not true... but rather that they weren't quite accurate. Perhaps some dragons really did make their living burning down villages and destroying the livelihood of others. Maybe he just didn't want to be associated with that.
They soon came to the park; a wide-open, green space with bright, healthy trees dotted about the place. It was vast, an entire lake sitting within the borders of the thin stone line separating the outside world and Citadel.