The sea breeze carried the salty and wet breath through the window lattice of Pandaria's seaside house. Deren stood in the kitchen, the spoon in his hand drawing an eighth meaningless circle in the stew pot. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, not only because of the temperature of the fire, but also because of the sound coming from the living room behind him.
"Dad, this shell is so beautiful! Can you take it home?" Anveena's crisp voice sounded like a small hammer hitting Deren's temple.
He turned around suddenly, and the spoon made a crisp "ding" sound when it hit the edge of the pot. Through the crack of the kitchen door, he saw Onyxia's golden vertical pupils narrowed, and his long black hair was windless - this was a sign that Black Dragon Princess was in a bad mood.
"Anna, we talked about this." Deren emphasized her pseudonym. After all, she was named Anveena casually. The big bosses behind the scenes didn't know that Sunwell was here. He had made up Sunwell's new identity with Jaina.
Deren walked out of the kitchen quickly, tiredness written all over his young face, "Call me brother, remember?" Damn it, dad, he's too old for himself.
Anveena pouted, and the sunlight danced on her long golden hair through the window. She looked to be in her teens, holding a rainbow-colored shell in her hand, and her blue eyes were full of confusion. "But you are obviously my Creators, according to the relationship."
"Anna." Jaina interrupted softly. She quickly glanced at Onyxia. Princess of Lordaeron's natural political sensitivity made her immediately aware of the danger. "Sir Deren is right. We all need to pay attention to our names in the future. Otherwise, those bad people may hurt us."
Deren cast a grateful look at Jaina. The former Princess of Lordaeron had quickly adapted to his new identity. He simply tied up his long hair, and his straight back and elegant manner still vaguely revealed the royal temperament.
Onyxia hummed softly, tapping her fingertips on the table to create a sparking rhythm. "It's really creative for teenagers to call a twenty-year-old daddy." Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was sweet, "My dear, do you need me to prepare a dowry?"
Deren's Adam's apple rolled. He walked to Onyxia and stroked her tight shoulders. He could feel the looming lines of the dragon scales under the fabric. "Oni, you know that Anna is in a special situation. The incarnation of Sunwell is not very mature in mind."
"Okay, Miss Anna, do you remember it?" Black Dragon squinted his eyes and looked at the girl Sunwell dangerously.
"Remember, remember. You have to call Deren brother!" Under Black Dragon's death gaze, Anveena's instinct for survival exploded, and he stopped calling "Dad" or anything like that.
"And this 'Miss Liya'," Onyxia finished training Sunwell and turned to Jaina, "It seems that you have special respect for Deren. The title 'sir' is not common in human society, right? Besides, Deren is just a small consultant."
The air in the living room seemed to have solidified. Deren felt a drop of sweat slide down his back. He should have known that nothing could hide from a Black Dragon's sense of smell, especially when this dragon was still his lover.
"It was my negligence." Jaina - now aliased as Liya - bowed slightly, his posture neither too humble nor too arrogant, "In the customs of my hometown, honorific titles are used for the benefactors who took us in. If this makes you uncomfortable, I will correct it."
"Mr. Deren?" Jaina asked tentatively.
"Okay, okay, that's good." Deren agreed immediately.
Black Dragon then agreed with a "hum".
After a while, Jaina walked into the house with a sea breeze and said to Deren, "Are you ready? Are you really going back to Theramore? Where is Chromie?"
Deren raised his forehead and said, "Go back, go back quickly, Chromie should be playing by herself, I haven't seen her today."
Hearing that Bronze Dragon ran away by himself, Onyxia narrowed his eyes, and Deren could feel the Dragonfire stirring inside her body. He quickly interrupted, "Okay, we have to prepare to go back to Theramore. Jaina has arranged everything."
Anveena - now called Anna - blinked, "Sister Jaina, do you really agree to be my cousin?"
"Yes, and you must remember," Jaina crouched down to look level with her, "You are a distant relative from Kul Tiras. Your parents were shipwrecked at sea, and you were traumatized, so you came to seek refuge with me. And Liya is a side branch of Proudmoore family, who took temporary refuge due to family disputes. Are you familiar with these background stories?"
Jaina nodded. "I come from a branch of Proudmoore. I was forced to temporarily seek refuge overseas due to a dispute over inheritance rights."
And Anveena, who stumbled and stumbled, finally recited it correctly.
"Very good." Deren breathed a sigh of relief at the side and turned to Jaina, "That's okay. Although hiding here is the safest, isolation from the world is not good for them physically and mentally. They still have to return to human society, especially Anna, who needs to learn a lot of basic knowledge. Return to Serama and slowly teach her to integrate into social life."
"Okay, Theramore not many people know them." Jaina is also confident in his city.
"Okay, I miss my home too!" Onyxia stood up, her long black skirt outlining her perfect curves. She stretched out her hand to adjust Deren's collar, and her fingertips brushed his Adam's apple vaguely, "But remember, dear, don't pick up any more Princess and go home."
Deren swallowed, nodded, and promised, "Absolutely not. You will always be the only one in my heart!"
Black Dragon snorted to express satisfaction! And Jaina began to prepare Teleportation Spell.
After the light of the teleportation spell dissipated, they stood on the gorgeous carpet of Deren's residence in Theramore.
"Welcome home!" Chromie, who was lying on the sofa reading a picture book with a biscuit in his mouth, raised his eyes and saw them.
"Little dwarf, did you sneak back first?" Onyxia asked with itchy teeth.
"If you don't come back, why don't you watch your family ethics violence drama?" Chromie said dissatisfied.
"Tch!" Onyxia said disdainfully.
"Okay, okay, there is still an empty room downstairs. Please Anna and Liya squeeze it in first." Deren immediately changed the subject, "When we have time, we can clean it up and share a room with each other."
After Jaina completed the transmission, Theramore's officials received a magical message and came to deliver a backlog of documents that needed to be processed by Jaina. They also sent some daily necessities for Deren's family. The tool man Jaina was really busy.
Black Dragon is using magic to clean a house that has not been lived in for a long time - don't expect Bronze Dragon to help you take care of the house while eating and drinking. Onyxia suddenly raised her head, and her sharp dragon senses made her notice something. "That annoying long ear is here again."
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