Chapter 193: What About The Ice Dragon? (-R18)

"Brigantiea, where are our eggs?" he asked again, impatience creeping into his voice. Her nervousness made him uneasy.

The crackling fire was the only sound filling the room. Outside, the snowstorm howled, knocking against the window. Lucien's eyes remained fixed on Brigantiea.

Finally, she answered, "They are... fine. I put them in my dungeon."

He exhaled in relief and felt stupid that he thought she would do something so careless, though her darting eyes suggested something was still wrong.

"What's wrong?" he asked, reaching out to touch her hand.

She jolted at his touch, her mind clearly elsewhere. She was afraid—afraid the eggs would hatch into dragons.

"Nothing, Lucien. I just... don't know what to do with that girl," she said, pointing at Avalerry, who was still asleep.

The ice dragon's wounds had started to heal, and her complexion improving. As her breath started to slow down, she slept peacefully.