The Dwarf Lady nodded: "Thank you, Your Highness, but... many people want to ask... when will we be able to return to Black Stone Mountain?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding dwarves crowded closer, beginning to talk over one another.
They had been living in the Volcano Secret Realm for over a month now, and many dwarves could no longer tolerate the stifling heat of the environment.
"Yes, Your Majesty, when will we be able to go home?"
"How long have we been here already?"
"Ugh, my husband, Old Kode, is such a lazy glutton; if it weren't for me, he'd probably starve to death!"
Feeling the eager gazes of the dwarves, Zeen exhaled deeply and solemnly replied: "I've said before, Aivendel is facing a tremendous crisis. Until the war is over, we must stay here.
Don't think about Black Stone Mountain anymore. Until we receive new information, we must treat this volcanic realm as the dwarves' new homeland."
