Why Does Malfurion Always Sleep?

Deren stood nervously before the full-length mirror, adjusting his new formal attire. The buttons were a little tight, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Mm, not bad!" Onyxia stood beside him, smoothing the folds at his shoulders. She then touched his left cheek, looking at their reflection in the mirror with great satisfaction.

"This is a little too tight," Deren protested softly.

"All right, undo the button below your neck for now. Button it back up before we leave." The Black Dragon did not want her man to suffer too much.

She turned and called out, "Chromie, are you done changing yet?"

Today, they were attending Illidan and Maiev's wedding. Tyrande naturally had not forgotten Deren, the great contributor, and had sent invitations to him and his female companions. After some thought, the Black Dragon decided to bring the Bronze Dragon along as well. After all, she could be considered a comrade from the same trench.

In any case, she had no political considerations or calculations of interest with Chromie. As long as she could live happily with Deren, that was enough.

Before the Bronze Dragon could react, the sound of a Teleportation Spell tearing through the air came from the living room. Jaina appeared inside the house.

The Black Dragon could not help rolling her eyes. "Human Princess, shouldn't you be preparing for today's wedding? Why have you come running to my home again? Deren is about to leave with us."

"I'm going with Deren. He's my advisor, after all, so he can temporarily be my male companion," Jaina said as though it were only natural.

"You... you're cheating!" Onyxia was furious. If she had not remembered that they were about to head out, her brand-new formal gown might have been torn apart again.

Her eyes shifted. "You're