Morok yelled at the two crying women with an angry voice. "I'm trying to celebrate my friend here and you're spoiling our happy mood with your sob story!
"We all have a human girlfriend here and if I have to listen one more time about the gap in our lifespans, this party will turn into a gods-damn funeral!"
Dryna and Zelima became pale as ghosts and their tears dried up the moment they realized all the Tavern's patrons were staring at them. They had started discussing the Wyvern academy like everyone else, so they had never isolated themselves from the rest of the conversation.
"I'm so sorry." Zelima bowed left and right in apology, wishing Mogar would strike her down with a bolt of lightning. "I didn't mean to disrupt your evening."
'Thank the gods he stopped me before I got to the babies part.' She thought. 'Why didn't someone intervene sooner?'
