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the problem? Tristan asked.
    You. We will always need living dragons to remain in good standing with the contract, but dragons in this century rarely survive long enough to prolong the species adequately and they’ve lost the natural ability to commune with each other and the ancestors.
    There are others?
    Not enough to assume we have another generation of security, Molajah continued. But it matters not. Now, a living dragon has become immortal. That makes you extremely dangerous.
    Tristan cringed at the statement, but it was true enough so he let it go.
    It is the cause of this revolution. Some would want you fully trained, so that you may bring us all honor when the contract is fulfilled. Some would want the races held forever in a state of limbo, so the contract will bind us here forevermore in our own sort of immortality. And now they know the council never intended for you to learn anything about your heritage, and they certainly never intended for you to know about the contract.
    Then why—
    The emerald was at risk and the contract could have been broken if we, you, failed to protect it. The truth of our demise became all too clear, yet we’d allowed the situation because we simply did not believe a partnership between us and the living would be necessary until the humans were on their way out of existence. Only then would a living dragon be given the title of Designated, along with the proper instruction to fulfill his duty.
    Did they un-designate me?
    It’s not as simple as that. When the council suggested vacating the position by killing you, the information leaked to the general populous and started the revolution we’re now in.
    But I— Tristan gulped. I don’t know what to say.
    There is nothing you can say. In fact, it has nothing to do with you at all. Jacques was the only one who saw value in developing a relationship with you, albeit abstract and difficult for you to perceive. The council eventually condemned him for it; for his lack of control over your actions and his ulterior motivations.
    They believed I could do better without compromising the contract, but I lacked history with your thought patterns and had only a slightly easier time in communicating. When the time came to vote on your fate, I could not support killing you for the sake of my own immortality. Jacques can claim innocence to High Treason, but I cannot. I don’t want our race to become extinct anymore than any other race did, when faced with the question. So I leaked the council’s secrets with hopes that the dragons will rise and fight for keeping the honor bestowed upon us by the faith of the less fortunate races, and take the status of our own longevity out of the equation when making decisions.
    It mostly made sense. But what if it’s never safe for the races to be freed? Tristan asked. Wouldn’t you all be stuck in the same immortal situation you’re in now? And your crime…will they kill you?
    We need a new council, Molajah said. One less focused on staying immortal and more determined to help our living kin. You might not agree in your current state, but I am proud to witness a living dragon. One who can take our true form and bring the others to life—even if it can’t be done in the next thousand years. My hope for you is to find others, band together, share what you know so you can all be prepared, hiding until it is time.
    But how? Where can I find others? How will I know when it’s time?
    I can’t answer that. Just know, you’ve essentially taken all the power away from the council by having the map, a clear advantage in communicating with other dragons, and ordained authority to free the magical races and thus end the contract. There’s much speculation over the stability of your human emotions, so think very carefully before you act. Expect to be contacted by those who would want to sway you one way or the other, but do not trust anyone. Have faith in your instincts, for they are strong. Stronger than you