"Perhaps when the dragonlets are older they may discover the method and divulge the recipe to you. " Anuriel said. 

"It is a truly wonderful drink and I promise not to do either. "

Anuriel listened intently to T'vor talking about the Dov sil-gron. She could imagine the bond and hoped Dunveniz would chose to bond with her,  or one of the other dragonlets. She knew she was probably destined to remain in the kitchen forever. She loved the job with all her being but sometimes felt imprisoned by it and sometimes yearned for a change or a break. 

"I must go. Dinner needs preparing and I have a kitchen to supervise" Anuriel said as aeans of dismissing herself from the group. She added with a wry grin "Don't forget that either of you are always welcome in the kitchen. Neither of you will be accidentally mistaken for an intruder. " The last part directed mostly towards T'vor. 

Azurael could be seen in the far distance training her squadron. Damien and some other demons had decided to join in on the. Azurael did not mind,  everyone had to work together and would all have to learn the same things she was teaching at the moment at some point sooner or later. They were doing various exercises, a lot of which involved the wings.