"We need to first expand the cabin."
Roxy's voice was steady, cutting through the silence of the firelit room. She stood by the hearth, her hands clasped in front of her thin robe, looking at the three powerful men seated around her small wooden table.
Zarek blinked, his coffee cup pausing halfway to his mouth. "Expand? The structure is okay. I reinforced the beams myself."
A/N: Coffee cup as in a cup that earth uses to drink coffee doesn't necessarily mean he has coffee in it!
"It's not about structural integrity, Zarek," Roxy sighed, gesturing to the cramped living space. "It's about volume. We have three growing babies. We have a toddler dragon who takes up the space of a Great Dane. We have two Kings."
She turned her gaze to the corner where Syris sat wrapped in his blanket, looking like a sulking statue.
"And now," Roxy continued, "we have a guest who requires a heat source and is currently sleeping on my rug like a forgotten pet. It's not sustainable."
