"Can you guess why?" Mira glared at them, dangling her hammer. "Two women, a mother and a daughter no less come here seeking my husband. It shouldn't be hard to guess." The hammer stopped, crackling with divine magic.
Gamond smiled, "And you aren't that good at deceiving others. Even if you nailed the expressions and voice, you'll never nail the smell. You're annoyed but not angry, in fact, I can sense that you're happy about something."
It wasn't easy to trick a dragon's mind, one would at least need years of experience and training to get past their senses, let alone someone as sharp as Gamond.
Mary sighed, "Who am I to think I can deceive two powerful dragons…" She looked at them with a sharp glare, "I'm indeed annoyed since you two came out of nowhere. To me, there are far more women that I expected him to bring."
