As Nalis walked over to the window, Onyxia immediately picked up the clothes on the floor, dressed, and followed her.
"You hate me?" Onyxia looked at Nalis's resentful expression without taking it to heart, though the Black Dragon Princess's tone was flippant.
"What do you think? Your Highness Princess Onyxia, I've become a prisoner, and I even have to serve your father, Lord Neltharion, as a triple agent. Do you think I should hate you?" Finally, Nalis added, "And it's all thanks to you."
"It doesn't matter if you hate me now. Perhaps you'll thank me in the future." Onyxia smiled unconcernedly. "As a fellow Black Dragon, I'd like to give you some advice. If anything unexpected happens, give priority to the judgment of that High Elf who just assigned you your task, Patrick Cabrolon. As for my father's mission, if you encounter resistance or unforeseen circumstances, you can choose to abandon it."
"Why?" Nalis put aside her earlier hostility and seriously considered the meaning behind Onyxia's words.
For the Black Dragon Princess, Neltharion's own daughter, to say something like this and tell her to prioritize Patrick's mission was far too unusual.
There had to be something behind such unusual behavior. Nalis did not believe there was anything between the Black Dragon Princess and Patrick. They were both Black Dragons, and they knew their kind's customs perfectly well.
"Once you gain a deeper understanding of the Arcane Pact and the High Elves, you'll understand. The changes in this world have gone beyond anything you can imagine."
"Do you have that much confidence in the High Elves? Or have those arrogant long ears already brainwashed you?" Nalis was somewhat disdainful. In her eyes, the Dragonflight naturally came first.
"Brainwashed? I wouldn't go that far. Although I'm only that High Elf's prisoner,