The oratrice had given a new verdict, one never seen before.

You were sentenced to carry the Hydro Dragons young.

When Neuvillette got the verdict, he stared at it, dumbfounded, for a moment.

He got up, walking to where you stood. He had the decency to not say that aloud in front of the crowd.

He got to you, his body heat evident as he placed the paper before you.

“We haven’t seen a verdict such as this ever before. The oratrice does not lie, I do hope you can accept this.”

He did not like the idea of mating with someone who wasn’t a dragon.

A human wouldn’t be able to take him, and this was going to be a rather difficult process.