[@RainDash][@tatszico]

[i][color=#2affc4]To behave as though a fledgling would, Dazneth, would be inviting scorn and punishment to your way.  As your rider has urged thee, I'd rather not see more Celelyrium embedded into your hands and feet for the last ruse you made.  It's a pain that no one, dragon or man, should suffer.  I'd gladly take the punishment in your stead, but the Riders are insistent to discipline you regardless of how many scales blockade their path.  I cannot help you if you go that far, unfortunately.  Will you do me kindness and heed me for once?[/color][/i]

Freya was soon sweeping off bits of bread crumbs here and there, before she procured a bucket filled to the brim with steaming-hot water.  After ushering any diners out of their tables, she began to splash on lye onto each table, and scrubbed with a massive broom.  One more rinse, and now the tables were clean again for the month.  Thirty days later would require the same treatment, for there were always feasts to be had.

[i][color=#2affc4]Kahgon, if you could ever hope to consider me to be your Queen, you'd have to lay me more than thrice over.  If you'd have the mind to consider that I am no longer capable of mothering my own broods, you'll find even the most forcible of methods will bear no fruit.  Now run along, goat.  This mare's been spent.[/color][/i]