It was already midnight in the Woodrill Plains when its inhabitants called it a night.
All serious talks are scheduled for later.
The Moon Elf Lord, who has been the center of the two great waves that swoop the Woodrill Plains, is playing the "tsundere" card in his lover's thick and veiny mahogany arms while flying.
It had been a crazy night, and he suffered quite a significant blow in his majesty as the Moon Elf Lord. Not that he really cared about that. It's just that the shame that sprung from one's own mouth is simply too much.
It's pretty frustrating that he's got no one to blame but himself, so he opts to bother the man who is now officially his mate.
In the first place, Xagrien is the one who brought up such a ridiculous notion that he is pregnant.