Maryanne was getting used to waking up in the deadly warship against her wish.
Her baby dragon was growing perfectly in the atmosphere provided by the two other men, they had even hired a few house maids and housekeeper to clean up after them as the baby dragon would keep Maryanne and Eason busy all day.
Maryanne lost track of time while she started to normalise her days. She never forgot her revenge but simply delayed it until she had the perfect opportunity to execute it.
Currently she had more pressing matters at hand. Her baby dragon needed a name, a good one.
Dr. Eason sat opposite to her on a winged chair while Maryanne leaned on the dining table, baby dragon skipping happily around them.
"Give me a nice name, doctor. You look smarter than you are." Maryanne criticized heav
