116. All for the Sake of Overthrowing the Dragon King
After an hour of mental struggle, Reina finally managed to adapt to her current body—it was a completely different experience from before, including the wings and tail. The physical changes were nothing compared to the shock she was feeling now.
“Go sweep the floor. I’ll cook.”
Reina gave Calysia this order.
Calysia didn’t refuse, but before leaving, she added:
“I can do more than just sweep the floor now…”
Reina didn’t bother replying.
She continued her duties as a personal maid—but she suddenly remembered that she could no longer be called a maid. After the wedding, she had been addressed as “Dragon Queen” by all the dragons.
Therefore, even if she jumped off the Silver Dragon Airspace, she wouldn’t go near the Throne Room.
She didn’t want any of the guards on duty to see her and formally address her as “Dragon Queen.”
…Although at this point, with a life growing inside her, things like shame and dignity had already lost their meaning, Reina still wanted to slowly accept her current situation.
While cooking, Reina suddenly felt that her serious demeanor while cooking was no longer just a “duty,” but a genuine part of her “life.”
After finishing cooking, Reina didn’t see Calysia in the dining room.
So, she went to the recreation area and found Calysia still cleaning… she only heard a rustling sound.
Perhaps Calysia was using some strange method to clean the room.
“Little Cal, it’s time to eat.”
Reina called out without seeing Calysia.
Because she hadn’t fully adapted to her new body yet, Reina had even started speaking in an energy-saving mode.
Calysia was Little Cal.
So that was settled.
“Eh, eh, wife, wait…”
But when Reina turned the corner, she discovered the problem.
—Surrounding Calysia were floating white bricks. The floor, walls, and ceiling were all being stripped away by gravity magic like cookies, washed in a sphere of water condensed by gravity magic, and then returned to their original positions.
Reina almost fainted from anger again.
—What kind of “housework” is this??
“Wife, let me explain…”
Exposed, Calysia was also flustered, her hands and feet fumbling, suddenly losing her composure.
“Haa—”
Reina took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
“Little Cal, I’ll do the housework.”
“Then what about me…?”
“Do whatever you want.”
The “fired” Calysia’s wings drooped. She was like a child who had made a mistake, nuzzling up to Reina, as if about to use physical actions to beg for forgiveness.
“Then, I’ll cook…”
“The food you make is not good for the baby. I’ll do it.”
Reina gave her no chance, stating the matter directly.
But Calysia suddenly became unhappy.
She lowered her head, her hands fidgeting restlessly, looking incredibly awkward.
Reina suddenly felt a twinge of guilt for scolding Calysia.
It was like firing a pure and innocent little girl.
“Actually, I was just a little anxious. I don’t usually do this. Can you give me another chance?”
Under normal circumstances, Reina would definitely not spare this dummy who had gotten her pregnant, and would criticize her relentlessly.
But she suddenly remembered that Calysia was anxious and used this absurd method to do housework because she had been delayed in the morning.
Since she woke up, she had kept Calysia by her side.
This wasn’t entirely her fault.
“It’s not that…”
Reina didn’t know how to explain.
“Am I that useless?”
“No…”
Reina shook her head, and her heart softened.
She first took Calysia to the dining room for a meal, let her take a normal nap, and then took the clumsy Dragon King to clean, teaching her step by step how to clean the room. At dinnertime, she even taught Calysia how to control the oven temperature—even though Reina had thought this was something Calysia would never be able to understand in her lifetime.
Reina made a special bed table for herself.
At night, she wrote down all the housekeeping knowledge she had learned in a notebook, intending to hand it to Calysia the next day.
Then, she took this opportunity to study dragon prenatal care—but after flipping through the books for dozens of minutes, she discovered that Calysia’s collection of romance novels contained practically no serious dragon education.
Reina gradually began to worry that Calysia would be like the authors of those books.
She would give birth to a child but not raise it properly.
—What do dragons know about dragon prenatal care?
“It’s probably better if I do it.”
Reina decided.
After this child was born, she would completely instill in it human values, and when it grew up, it would join her in rebelling against Calysia, bullying her for a while before becoming a hero of humanity.
As expected of me~☆
“Haa—”
Reina closed the book, exhaled, and lay diagonally on the bed, stretching.
She didn’t want to worry so much, but lately, she had been anxious.
She didn’t know how long it would be before the egg grew bigger. Incubating the egg and a series of other tasks would keep her extremely busy, and if she also had to do housework, she would probably die from overwork.
It was already 8 PM, and she didn’t have anything else to do.
Calysia, on the other hand, had to write a speech, a speech calling on the dragon race to despise the orcs. But the person who used to give speeches was never her, but Crimson Scale.
After Crimson Scale’s death, this task fell to Reina.
From Reina’s perspective, for a leader, giving speeches was a very important matter.
Therefore, no matter how much Reina wanted to avoid it, she had to help Calysia with this step. As the Dragon Queen, it was her duty.
…All for the sake of overthrowing the Dragon King.
So, based on her experience, Reina would go to bathe with Calysia at 9:30, and then the two would either go to bed directly or go to the rooftop for some private conversation.
And during this one and a half hour period, Reina was completely free.
Being free wasn’t a good thing.
Reina found that whenever she was free, she would think about the baby.
Being a human but pregnant with a dragon’s baby was a great shame.
But she began to fantasize about what kind of outstanding being the product of her and Calysia’s love would be.
“I should probably go for a walk.”
Reina got out of bed and walked alone to the rooftop.
Her transparent purple nightgown fluttered in the wind. Beneath the semi-transparent gauze fabric, her underwear and fair jade-like body were faintly visible, creating a beautiful picture against the magnificent Dragon King’s Palace.
But besides Calysia, no one else could enjoy such a beautiful scene.
Just then, Reina remembered…
She hadn’t researched the reason why she hadn’t been controlled by the Goddess.
“When did I become so lazy?!”
