“Shut your mouth immediately and come over to me,” the dragon lowers his chin. “Made a tantrum over such nonsense? I thought you were smarter, Sherry.”
“Nonsense? You… with my sister… and you want me to react normally?!”
He steps forward, stretching his arm to grab me. There’s nowhere left to retreat—my high-heeled shoes don’t give me any support.
“Yes, I want that. You’re my wife, and you’re supposed to behave properly and modestly, while you’re screaming like a rabid fox. Should I send you to a clinic?”
I can’t believe my own ears.
“Don’t come near me, monster… I won’t forgive you!”
“Sherilyn,” a nasty smirk twists his lips. “It’s time for you to cool off.”
I stumble and cry out. Before I even manage to be properly afraid, I feel a magical net forming around me. The next moment, a thunderous roar hits my ears—followed by a scorching blow into freezing water.