The rune glows softly in the comfortably warm incubation room, where a pale golden dragon egg suddenly quivers slightly, and the newspaper floating in front of the egg also makes a gentle rustling sound.
Betty, who was wiping the eggshell with a soft cloth beside it, immediately noticed the movement and looked up with concern, "Lady Enya? Did I hurt you?"
"Ah... no," a gentle voice came from the golden giant egg, "I just suddenly felt like... shivering a bit."
Betty tilted her head in confusion, "Shiver a bit? Is it because you're cold?"
"No, the room is very warm, but I just wanted to... shiver," Enya's tone seemed a bit confused as well, "It's strange, I've never had this feeling before... is this one of the changes after separating from humanity and divinity..."
"I don't understand," Betty said earnestly, then she glanced at Enya reading the newspaper and smiled, "Lady Enya, would you like some more tea? It's freshly made and still warm."
