Desiree nudged her mate. “Go make some tea, Kalysto. You’ll need it anyway for your cramps…”
Sighing once over, she stepped over to Rhyderi before she tried to guide him over to the couch. “Please sit down, Rhyderi. Now… I’m letting Kalysto fulfill a fantasy of his. I should think that even in your culture, it is acceptable for a wife to decide to let her husband have his fantasy fulfillment.”
Meanwhile, the black drake in disguise, Seferia, was sitting with the children in the living room and recounting tales of how much of an idiot Alexstraza and her brood were and still are.