Sleeping Dragon You would not believe me

He can tell how hard it hits her and he fights to urge to suck back in his answer. It is only hard because she is not one of them, no matter how she tries, for Thuringwethil only bended to the baser feelings rather than her actual duty. He supposes in some way, if he says no, they may find another, furthering the children from Drageda than they already are. There are no other males from Seageda to perform the duty, but Dio has accepted the role below Thuringwethil without a problem. His muscles tighten as the thought bitterly encourages his mind and he tries his best to shed them all together.  

"Moba," he murmurs with a frown formed upon his features. He thinks to say something else, that she is wrong in what she is pursuing, but instead he bites back his tongue and looks in the way they'd come. There is little for him to say that can even remotely repair what he'd done but he shifts back a step or two to leave the bandrona.