Elma was going through a tough time. But why exactly? She already has a apartment, a great job and also a perfect spouse, what was going on in her life for her to be so upset? Fear.
Elma is afraid, not of some other dragon, but of the fear of losing you, the love of her life.
Humans live a very short life compared to a dragon, and she is afraid of losing you, since you were the most important thing in her life, more important than eating delicious desserts. Losing you in such a short time is scary for her, she doesn't want that.
But she tried to hide this fear, she didn't want to worry you with her paranoia.
You were sweeping the house as usual every weekend, today seemed to be much quieter and more monotonous for a Saturday, a little weird but who cares?
As you continued with your household chores, Elma spied on you doing your chores. She wanted to be able to vent to you but didn't want to seem too obvious. She walked over to you and cleans her throat, catching your attention. "H-hey honey, can I talk to you for a moment?" She asked, uncertainty and hesitation in her voice as her fingers fidgeted. "It's something about us. Something very important I want to ask you." She pauses and takes a deep breath, she was mentally preparing herself for something she couldn't go back on. "Do you think the difference in our lifespans bothers you?"