Dragonsâ Melancholic Song (Part 27)
âAll right, letâs discuss this.â
The huge dragon placed me behind her. The beauty of her crystal-transparent scales could compare to snowflakes. Her scales reflected the light from the snowy land. She stood before the horde of dragons with a cold and stern expression. She wrapped her tail around me. The dragons surrounded us.
I could tell that the dragons were absolutely hostile. If it wasnât for Irina standing before me, Iâd already probably be a corpse. Letâs rewind a bit to explain how the situation came to be.
Truthfully, it had nothing to do with me. I swear that it had nothing to do with me. The head that was gnawed off and the corpse that was flung through the air had nothing to do with me. Janet started it. I was just going to apologise, but she leapt at me, pushed me down and kissed me. I struggled against her but lacked the strength to escape. That was when Irina returned. She froze at the sight of us being intimate. Next, she roared and transformed into her dragon form. She gnawed her friendâs head off and spat it out as if it was a cannon ball.
Irina guarded my rear. Camille and her squared off against the horde of dragons. Although the dragons were currently on good terms and were aware the race was on the brink of extinction, they wouldnât allow their own kind to kill each other and not speak up; or rather, it was something that couldnât be forgiven.
Irina roared, âJanet violated my husband. She tried to use force to make my husband submit. I will never allow that. My husband is my husband. I canât forgive betrayal and lying. I killed a woman who seduced my husband. According to the rules, I should be applauded not met with the hostility you are showing me right now!â
Camille tapped her daughter. In a comparatively gentler tone, she explained, âThis is actually all a misunderstanding. Please listen to my explanation. We will be sure to provide you with a satisfactory answer. This happened because Janet came to our place without notifying us prior. She accidentally came into contact with my daughterâs husband and got aroused. My daughter canât allow something so offensive to happen. We once lived in the elven lands, so we should all be aware that we have the right to kill her for seducing our daughtersâ husband. As such, both of us are at fault in this incident. If you must name a mistake, it would be that Janet canât trespass into our property due to curiosity.â
Camille was considered similarly to an elder. At present, the horde of dragons didnât plan to attack us yet, so you could say they still obey their elderesque figure.
I tensely watched the horde of dragons. A big horde of dragons came knocking not long after Irina killed Janet. It was the first time Irina furiously brought me outside to confront them. She didnât show any signs of compromise.
From among the horde, one of the dragons glanced at the corpse on the ground: âYouâre right. If my daughter initiated it by trying to steal Troy, then it is a matter of course for Irina to kill her. However, do you truly believe that to be the case? Irina can kill my daughter. If they duelled and I saw Janet get killed, I wouldnât complain, but is that really what happened? Irina launched a surprise attack on my daughter when she hadnât even transformed into her dragon form. Do you not think that Irina isnât at fault? The real reason Iâm angry is because she sneak attacked my daughter!â
Meanwhile, I was thinking, âHave you any idea how ridiculous you sound? You donât care about your daughterâs life but how she died? Frankly, Iâm the biggest victim here. I was pushed down without knowing anything. A female dragon pushed me down and almost raped me. Is nobody going to comfort me? Why do I have to go through this when I didnât do anything? Janetâs death has nothing to do with me. I didnât attack or seduce her.â
Camille and her daughter exchanged glances. It seemed that the complaint was truly a problem. How one died appeared to be connected to a familyâs honour. Camille answered, âYouâre right, and I admit it. My daughter was too infuriated, admittedly, so she attacked without requesting a duel first. In saying that, it definitely doesnât qualify as a despicable and shameless sneak attack. We are to blame, and we admit it. So, instead of trying to determine who has more fault to be blamed for, how about we think about how to resolve this? We canât waste a single drop of dragon blood now. Letâs not have any more conflicts.â
I didnât know what exactly the horde of dragons wanted, but I couldnât help shuddering due to the way they kept scanning me. Last time, I had Dragon Mom, so I wasnât afraid. She wasnât around this time, while I couldnât help but feel that they wanted to lay their hands on me.
The dragons exchanged eye-contact and then turned back to Camille. They appeared to agree that the dragon race couldnât lose any more of their own kind to internal warfare. The leader spoke up: âIn our opinion, you cannot hog Troy, understand? Troy was Queen Dowager Sylvanas gift for us to begin with, but heâs been living at your place for too long. Troy doesnât belong to you. He belongs to the entire dragon race. We request that you hand him over.â
I froze. I never expected me to be their target. I thought theyâd fight with Camille and Irina.
I pondered, âBut what do they want me forâŚ? WaitâŚâ
I recalled Momâs younger brother and shivered. I could virtually see the future all of a sudden. I fearfully looked at Irina and Camille. Interpretation of my gaze: âYou canât hand me over. If you hand me over, Iâll be reduced to a plaything. Iâm treated as a normal individual right now, but these dragons have nothing to do with me. Theyâll rape me just as Janet tried to! I donât want to leave this place!â
Irina spread her wings then looked at the horde with a fierce gaze and roared before Camille could reply: âThatâs impossible! Troy is my husband! How can I share my husband with you?! Heâs my husband, my only husband. I will never hand him over! Thatâs impossible!â
It was clear that Irina was ready to fight to the bitter end. Â If Irina wasnât the one who imprisoned me, Iâd be touched.
Camille quickly pulled her daughter back. With a smile, she replied, âI can understand what you mean. Indeed, Troy is, at current, the last male dragon that we know of. I know you all want to sleep with him. Unfortunately, Troy is already with my daughter. We follow monogamy practices. There will not be any sharing, so youâre better off asking for something else. I promise to do my best to satisfy any other request. As for Troy, he is off limits. Heâs not mine but my daughterâs. You just witnessed my daughterâs stance on the matter.â
The horde of dragonsâ gazes stopped on me, causing me to shudder and start fearing for my life. Irina hid me behind her even more carefully and guarded me with her tail. She responded, âI told you, not possible. Troy is my husband. I wonât hand him over. Thatâs impossible.â
Someone in the horde yelled, âDonât you think youâre incredibly sly? Heâs the only male dragon, yet you arranged for him to stay at your place since that night. You never asked for our opinion. You selfishly hogged the male dragon Queen Dowager Sylvanas brought to us without discussing it with us. You never respected us. You selfishly embezzled a treasure without ever considering us! If you had discussed Troyâs arrangement with us from the start, this wouldnât have happened! You privately got married without our permission. We object to this marriage!â
The leader of the horde seemed to get a shot of courage. She exclaimed, âThatâs right. Youâre not husband and wife! Also, you hogged Troy. Troy wasnât yours to begin with. He was a gift Sylvanas gave our race, yet you two hogged him. Weâve already shown the utmost leniency. We never made any outrageous demands. We merely want to take back whatâs ours. We want to take back what you embezzled!â
âTroy is not your asset!! Heâs my husband! Sylvanas and Troy chose to live with us! Thatâs not our fault! Moreover, we never embezzled him! Didnât we notify you before I married him?! Why didnât you complain then?!â
âThat was a notification, not a discussion. You had already settled on it and merely notified us! Thatâs called monopolising, not discussion!! In short, we need Troy. We want Troy. Thatâs our bottom line! We wonât make a compromise!!â
âI will never hand you my husband! If you want to take him by force, Iâll give you the same treatment as her! Try me if you doubt me!â Irina fearlessly thundered at the horde. At the same time, she flashed her teeth to make herself appear fierce.
I blankly stood behind Irina. I admit that I was very touched by the fact that Irina wouldnât back down when protecting me, but⌠but the one thing I had to gripe about was, could somebody ask for my opinion? I was being treated as if I wasnât alive. Donât go treating me as a commodity!