Book 15: Chapter 89


    So, Irinas husband is a nice man?


    Yep, yep. Troy can be considered a gentle man. Its just that Irina is too good at pampering him. She doesnt even let him brew tea. Geez, that Irina. Getting married is such a happy thing, yet she hid it from us. She wouldnt even let us see her husband. Surely shes too possessive?!


    Irina told J not to tell others, but thetter perceived it as something worth celebrating. After all, your friend being able to marry the one they love was something worth celebrating, wasnt it? The other dragons were also very interested in the young man who randomly appeared all of a sudden, but Irina virtually never appeared again after getting married. When she did, shed always brag about her husband, yet never let others meet him. You could say that J had captured a frontline base for them when she met the never-before-seen male dragon.


    One of the young girls rested her chin on her palm. She looked to one side in a yearning manner and sighed: Thats Irina for you. And thus, the first male dragon has been possessed just, like, that. I only just heard of him, and theyre already together.


    Irina is a bit too much. Its worth celebrating, so why not inform us? Moreover, we should do a get-together. What, she thinks wed steal her husband? Were friends; how could we steal from a friend? Additionally, thats just shameless. Whod do that? Surely Irina is a bit too cynical. With that said, do you think shes nervous because shes pregnant?


    Unlikely if you ask me. Irina can still move about; plus, thatd be too soon, wouldnt it? Its not that easy to get pregnant. It should be very hard, right?


    The young girls discussed Irinas pregnancy amongst themselves. For a mundane vige, that sort of gossip between a man and a woman was a hot topic of discussion the girls could discuss for countless days. In addition, due to their age, they were curious and eager to see the man. Theyd seen male elves before but never a pure-blooded male dragon. Even their fathers were elves, not pure-blooded dragons. As such, the young girls wanted to see a male dragon. After all, the young girls were at that age where there curiosity was at an all-time high.


    I think we can see him. Since J was able to go to Irinas ce, we should be able to, as well. We cane up with an excuse such as a ball or a gathering. Problem solved, right? I dont think Irina would reject us if we went to her ce to see the male dragon, right?


    In reality, Irina will definitely refuse to let us see him Didnt I already tell you? She didnt want to let us see Troy. I bet shell definitely object to a gathering at her ce, argued J, with a hopeless shrug. Irina has to go out to pick some herbs of some sort every day at the moment; otherwise, she stays at home with her husband. She has no interest in ying with us anymore. If we want to see her husband, I think well need to find another excuse. Whose birthday ising up? Oh yeah, its yours, isnt it? Uhm, uhm. Perfect. Your birthday ising up; lets invite Irina and her husband. Itll be up to them whether or not theye. If they dont, well sneak over to her house. Did you forget that Irina puts her key ab-.


    I dont think thats wise sneaking into somebodys house Doesnt that make us the same as thieves?


    But we arent stealing. We just want to see her husband. Moreover, hes a male dragon. We wouldnt dare to touch him even if we did have an agenda, would we? We wont stay for too long. Well just have a chat. There no issue with that, is there?


    The four young girls discussed it among themselves. The girl, who was initially, nervous had toply with her friends suggestion. The four girls, who were curious and interested in partaking in adventures, were revving to go. Although J had already met Troy, she wanted to meet him again. After all, she didnt get to say much thest time before a jealous Irina jumped in between.


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    Present time at Irinas house.


    Irina stirred a massive body of liquid. A few days ago, it resembled a gently boiling medicine. Today it was as tough as condensed mud, thereby requiring a lot of strength output from Irina. It was a miraculous drug. In three more days, itd be a drug that was colourless and as tasteless as pure water.


    Camille approached Irina to check the process out. Content, she nodded: Not bad, not bad. Judging from the current colour, its good. We might not need this anymore, however.


    Why?


    Irina froze. The drug was originally supposed to ensure that she and Troy could live on together henceforward. It was a drug that would enable her to get pregnant, and it would soon be ready. It was going to be ready in three more days, just three more days. Three days was an insignificant time frame from the perspective of a dragon. Unfortunately, the biggest issue was time.


    Camille replied, Theres not enough time. Sylvanas recovery ability is significantly superior to what I imagined. She doesnt disappoint as a pure-blooded dragon. Normally, the drug could keep a dragon sleeping for at least two months, yet shes gradually regaining conscious functioning now. Shell recover in three days at the very most. Once she wakes up, well be faced with her fury. By then, well need Troy to speak up for us, so we can formte this drugter on. The most urgent matter at hand at the moment is something that can get Troy to admit hes fallen for you. This drug wont do that. We need a love potion. Thats the only way we can get Troy to be obsessed with you and survive Sylvanas fury.


    Love potion? asked Irina, before pausing what she was going. Mom, do you think that our drugs are effective on King Troy? When ites down to it, hes not what we imagined him to be. More precisely hes not aplete dragon, is he?


    While that is true, they do work. Also, you must be mindful, Irina, dont let anybody else touch him, ever, understood? Troy should be ours, meaning yours. Youre the only one who can give birth to a pure-blooded dragon descendant. Only you. If Troy touches anybody else, the dragons will surely be aroused. If just one dragon out there is aroused, therell be a war for him. Things are well right now. Since somebody hase into contact with him, however, they will soon want toe and see him. Its just his attractive nature as a male dragon. We are running out of time now. Itll all fail if we drag this out, so we can only pray for the best and hope that you get pregnant in thest few days at this stage.


    I will do my best, Mom.


    Camille affectionately caressed her daughters face and softly responded, I understand your dilemma; however, this cant be helped, since you cant get pregnant, just because you want to.


    But Mom, what do we do if the potion doesnt work? Sylvanas will kill us if it doesnt work, right?


    If it reallyes down to that, just let her kill me. You and Troy have some feelings for each other now, dont you? Plead him, and you should be spared. Mommy doesnt care. Mommy is responsible for all this, so Mommy is willing to ept the consequences, but not you. You have nothing to do with this, not to mention the fact that you are the future of the dragon race. In the future, if that is how it unfolds, leave with Troy if hes willing to take you with him.


    Camille caressed her daughter. Irina shuddered. She nkly looked at her Mom. The sudden deration caused her to tremble. She didnt know what to say. She hugged her mom around her waist and shakily said, Mom Dont Dont die Mom There has to be a way There has to be a way Im sure Queen Dowager Sylvanas isnt the type to senselessly kill people. There has to be a way, even if the drugs are ineffective There has to be a way.


    The key here isnt what we did to Queen Dowager Sylvanas but what we did to Troy. What we did to Troy is the reason Sylvanas wont forgive me. Nevertheless, theres no need to worry. All of this is in the case our drug fails. Dont be so pessimistic. Mommy rarely slips up.


    Camille calmed her daughter down and kissed her cheek. Voice soft, Camille said, The future of the dragon race rests on your shoulders, my daughter. The entire races future rests on your shoulders. It doesnt matter if Mommy dies, but you must live on. You must carry the hope of our dragon race.


    Mom


    Irina tightly hugged her mother. Her voice turned to fearful whimpers. Camille gently stroked her daughters back. Though her eyes brimmed with kindness, her expression showed her absolutely firm conviction. When she saw Sylvanas hands budge, she begun to n for the future. As a venerated and proud pure-blooded dragon, Sylvanas wasnt going to take it lying down. She was bound to retaliate. Retaliating, of course, meant killing them. Camille had done everything she could. Her next and only job was to protect her daughter, the final hope of the dragon race She just had to protect her one and only daughter