Unfortunately, Deren remained full of vigor late into the night, while Onyxia had already died and been revived three times. The final mission progress remained stuck at 5/10, and only then did the two finally fall into a deep sleep.
The next day, both of them were living dragons, so their stamina recovered well. But when they came downstairs together, Jaina shot Deren a resentful glare. She had gotten up early to prepare breakfast in the kitchen, yet they had not shown up.
Meanwhile, Sinestra sat by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, gazing outside at the streets of Theramore.
Hearing footsteps, she turned and saw her daughter coming downstairs with that man. Her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
Onyxia immediately greeted her warmly. "Mother, good morning!"
"H-Hello, you two!" Sinestra stepped forward and gently hugged her daughter, then whispered in her ear, "Could you keep it down a little at night? How could that man toss you around like that? I almost went upstairs to rescue you."
Onyxia's face flushed. At the beginning of last night, she and Deren had still been somewhat restrained. But after several more progress bars, she had become so excited that she lost all clarity of mind. The two of them had forgotten themselves completely, and naturally, they had not held anything back.
Now that Sinestra had said this, Onyxia could only lower her head and whisper, "Sorry, Mother. We'll be quieter next time."
The Old Dragon Mother shrugged and said to Anveena, the Sunwell Incarnation coming down behind them, "There are quite a few tenants in your home too. Don't you think you should consider the feelings of that magical creature?"
Deren hurriedly turned around. The usually lively Miss Sunwell had messy hair, reddened eyes, and a resentful look on her face as