*NightFang*

I let out a loud bellow from my cell in the dungeon.

My pair of whiskers twitch at the sound, and at the lack of response from the queen, I gently set the pouch of shells on her nest.

*Starlight*

I tumble to a halt at her feet, being a bit uncoordinated since I'm just a hatchling.
"I want my daddy" I curl up at her feet and begin to cry.

*Cyrus*

I examine the shell, it's beauty striking me though others may find it quite plain. After a few moments I tuck it back away.

"Erm, well, uh, who is your daddy?" She asked, a bit embarrassed that she was not much bigger than a hatchling.

*Starlight*

"N-Nightfang. B-but he's been p-put in the d-dungeon" I sniffle.

"I'm sorry sweetie, but i don't have the authority to do that.." I apologize, feeling quite ashamed.

(Should we skip to the wedding soon?"

"Darling, I almost have all the preparations for the wedding set up" Eskellia told Cyrus as she approached him.

*Starlight*

"It's a-alright. S-sorry for bumping into y-you" I bound away in the direction of the dungeon, still crying.

"Wait sweetie, maybe we can ask the queen?" She offered.