Theramore, Deren's home.
After the flash of teleportation faded, the group returning from their vacation in Gilneas had finally come home.
"Ah, I'm exhausted!" Chromie leaped forward, rolled, and landed precisely on the sofa.
She hugged a cushion and took several deep sniffs.
"Little dwarf, you didn't look tired at all when you were taking those gold coins," the Black Dragon said from behind, exposing Lezi Long's act with displeasure.
"Oh-ho-ho, Onyxia, King Genn said he was very grateful for my help." Lezi Long spoke smugly, unwilling to be outdone by the Black Dragon.
"Hmph, I don't care about that," the Black Dragon said disdainfully.
Jaina said to Deren, "I'll head back first. I haven't seen Theresa for several days either. I miss her terribly. Come spend more time with her when you're free."
"Okay, okay!" Deren nodded like a pecking chick.
As she spoke, the mage reached out and pinched Deren's hand before casting a Teleportation Spell back to the Mage Tower.
The few people who had stayed behind at home came out when they heard the commotion.
"Brother!" Anveena came down the stairs. The moment she saw Deren, she pounced on him and clung directly to him. Then she hugged him affectionately and said cheerfully, "Anveena missed you so much! Why did you only come back now? Did you bring Anveena any gifts?"
"Yes, yes. Come down quickly, Brother can barely breathe." Deren spoiled the Sunwell Incarnation far too much.
Thinking of the tragic fate she had originally been destined for, he indulged her in every way. That had also caused her to become deeply attached to Deren.
Seeing Deren's awkward expression, the Black Dragon knew he would never reject Anveena's closeness. She rushed over and peeled the Sunwell Incarnation off him. "Be good, Anveena. We brought gifts.