“Introducing to her majesty Mastrix the Magnificent, Horatio Kain, guild master of the silk commerce within her most glorious city and Lublin Colner, merchant of silk.” The two men engaged themselves in the long hallway leading to Mastrix, her massive form laying on an enormous bed of silk, gold and precious gems. Horatio looked at Lublin and his reaction, he was visibly astounded by the luxury and the sheer scale of the construction, everything being built in proportion for the dragon with only some doors in and there to allow her servants to move around, unseen. He couldn’t blame him, he had the same reaction the first time he came here himself. After a walk of minutes, they stood in front of Mastrix. She didn’t bother to look at them for some times, too busy having her scales being polished by servants, it gave her a look of polished silver rather than the dull gray of most sonic dragons. While good personal care could have some part to do with this, most likely some of her magic was also at work.
After a while, she bothered to address the humans in front of her. “Myeeess… You two, you are the ones who fought over your trade, in the middle of my city, even damaging one of my statues. What say you mortal? You merchant. I have not heard your name before, I assume your business in my most glorious city is quite new, is it not?” Colner didn’t dare to look up and spoke, still kneeling before Mastrix. “Yes your majesty. I came from the town of Clearwater to trade here, as I heard your mercy toward my came to be only matched by your looks and intelligence. However, I found that the established merchants under the order of Horatio Kain did not think much of newcomers and tried to bully me into joining the guild, which would have placed unfair restrictions upon my trade. They sent their henchmen to silence me and I fought back, but the fight spilled in the streets I fear. All I ask, is a fair chance to do my business, in your glory of course.” A judge would have obviously considered Horatio to be the guilty one in this case, he tried to shut down the competition. Horatio however, could only smile to what Lublin had said.
“Is that all?” Mastrix finally bothered to look at the merchant. “Yes my lord, I do believe this sums the situation very well.” There was a silence… after a few seconds, Mastrix opened her mouth. Not a voice got out, only thing the assistance could hear was a sound similar to what a whale or a dauphin would do underwater. By looking at his left, Horatio could almost see the sound wave go through the air and hit Lublin who was transformed into a bloody pulp, staining the luxurious carpet he was on with his blood. Lublin, like many newcomers, had made a mistake. It was to consider Mastrix as an intelligent and rational being. “And you! Horatio, tell me, what do you make of this..” He smiled some more, she was a dangerous beast, but things were under control. “Your gracious majesty, I cannot express with words the terrible sorrow that afflicts me, to know that an effigy of such an incredible figure such as yourself was damaged in the affairs of mortal.” The fight in the streets over money and sales? Mastrix couldn’t care less, all of this, this summon and ceremony, it was only for her sculpture! Hunters still get benefits from when years ago she declared genocide over all pigeons for taking a crap on her statues and her palace. “How dare you mortals! To damage, nay, profane the sanctity of such perfect work of art! To desecrate this masterwork that took years to make, that shows the luck you mortals have to contemplate a being of such perfection as myself!” Her voice was thundering, almost deafening and even Horatio swallowed his saliva before speaking. “Of course my lord, Lublin and his men clearly had no idea of the act they did and on behalf of all mortals, I can only beg for forgiveness to my entire kind for these individuals who fail to appreciate such perfection. But perhaps… this is an opportunity to be used, to make things that while I know can never surpass such degree of splendor, even more grandiose, the size of this statue was too small your lordship, it should not be scaled down as the feeble mind of men could fail to take in your beauty and power, a new statue, to scale, should be built! Of silver and platinum, with the largest rubies of the world for the eyes.” Mastrix was silent for a moment. “Mmm… Yes, silver and platinum, to belittle, nay, dwarf all others! Not only to scale, but larger! I shall requisition all the belongings of this other merchant, whatever was your conflict, consider it solved… I expect you to pay for the rest of the sculpture if this is not sufficient.”
Horatio’s smile left his face, no doubt this would be a considerable amount of money. Still, he won, his monopoly over the silk trade was worth at least 3 of these outrageous statues. “Leave me now, merchant. And Gilbert, bring out a new carpet.” The servant next to Horatio (still by a couple of meters due to the scale of the place) bowed. “It is already on its way your magnificence.” Horatio got up and walked out. “Ah, I always know why I made you a Favored One. All the other dragons consider me crazy, but a good butler is so hard to come-by.” A dozen minutes later, he was out of the Palace and in the city.
Backward, the enormous palace blocking the very horizon, in every other direction an infinite city. Most of it was Mastrixenburg, but there also was Cedarburg who overlapped over it. This was the talk of the city along with the gray fog constantly hovering above the world: Mastrix the Gray and Dirilianox the Blue from old Cedar constantly fought to determine who was in charge of what, a zone dividing the two cities that either the two authorities considered theirs or that none bothered to care about. Well, the minds at the moment were somewhat at ease, the yearly Solstice festival helping the people to get their minds out of the problems plaguing their lives. He looked at a painter exposing his work and making quick portraits for a few coins. Exactly 1 out of 3 work showed Mastrix. This was the ‘Mastrix’s share’ unspoken law: Show Mastrix or she may doubt your loyalty and everyone knows that the crazy Wyrm enjoyed to shape change especially during festivities to look at the work of Mortals. Well, he’d better go to the tailor to find his costume for tonight: First day of the official celebrations, this meant costumed ball all over the streets, every musician alone or in group getting ready for the coins to rain from the pockets of those who would enjoy their music.