Had spring arrived? The female dragons seemed to have entered a special period.
However, Patrick gave Kyrissa no answer either. Were the female dragons in heat? Patrick did not think so. Onyxia was merely seeking further protection.
Just like the runes Patrick had left on Onyxia, they were both a restraint and a gift. As that restraint disappeared, Onyxia regained her freedom, and at the same time, the gift vanished into thin air.
What about Kyrissa? Her Blue Dragonflight was allied with Patrick, and her standing was no lower than Onyxia's. But anyone with eyes could see that Onyxia understood Patrick's thinking well. Patrick also entrusted many matters to the Black Dragon, which imperceptibly brought her closer to him and gave Onyxia's safety and standing even greater assurance.
However, what followed was that the Blue Dragons seemed to become somewhat marginalized. Coupled with the news that Onyxia wanted children, a sense of crisis entered Kyrissa's mind. She keenly sensed that she had to do something, and the result was this farce.
As Patrick's lawful wife, Alleria Cabrolon naturally also learned what had happened over the past few days. At the moment, Alleria was in the City of Time, arranging military affairs and handling some government business sent by the Council, as though nothing had happened.
"Alleria, aren't you worried?" Sylvanas sat upright on the sofa, sipping fragrant tea. Looking at Alleria in the seat of authority, she could not help feeling a little angry.
"That's right, Alleria," Lirath Windrunner chimed in. Tempered by the past few years and his administrative post handling a region's government affairs, Lirath had gradually become a mature elf, with a mature mind inside his young body. "Those two female dragons have their eyes on our brother-in-law. Aren't you going to do anything?"
"Why should I?"