Korra fidgeted with her hands, unable to bear the suspense any longer.

"So, Nadia..." She said hesitantly. "What do you think about all of this? I’ve said everything."

Her voice grew smaller, sadder.

"If you want to break off our relationship right now, I’ll accept it. I won’t like it—I’ll hate it—but I’ll understand why you would do it."

She looked entirely devastated, as if her entire world’s about to slide down a steep cliff.

She’s proud of her own honesty, but the terror of losing her anchor’s tearing her apart.

Yet, the catastrophic fallout she’ve prepared for never materialized.

Nadia stared at her for a long, quiet moment, before letting out a soft sigh and gently shaking her head.

"Why’re you speaking as if I’m going to break up my relationship with you, Korra?" Nadia asked calmly.

Korra was baffled before finally she asked,

"You’re...You’re not?"

"Of course I’m not." Nadia replied, rolling her eyes slightly. "Why on earth would I do something like that?"

Korra leaned completely forward into the camera, her face a mask of genuine, unadulterated shock.

"I mean...Nadia! I slept with your son! I went entirely behind your back and did scandalous things with him for years!"

"How can you just accept it this easily? Aren’t you even a little bit angry with me?"

Nadia let out a deep, heavy breath, casting a slightly weird look at her friend.

"Honestly, Korra, if this conversation’d occurred a couple of days ago...before I learned about certain aspects of my son’s life, I definitely’d have been much angrier."

She admitted. "I wouldn’t have known what to feel."

"But after today..." She looked down. "...after learning so much about Mika and personally witnessing his various...entanglements with older women..."

"...I honestly find it impossible to get angry at you."

She rubbed the bridge of her nose as she explained in a indignant manner,

"Ultimately, Mika himself is the catalyst here. I’ve come to realize that when he sets his sights on someone, it’s simply not within a woman’s power to resist his orbit. So, I can’t even blame you for falling, and frankly, I can’t even view you as a victim because you’re clearly enjoying it."

Korra’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Not to mention." Nadia continued. "You were in a vulnerable position in your life at that moment."

"One thing led to another, but at the end of the day, you’re both happy. It’s not like either of you forced yourselves on each other."

"You’re both adults who made their own decisions."

She crossed her arms, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice.

"Even if I’m slightly angry that I didn’t know any of this, I still have nothing to say against it."

Korra stared at her, genuine awe on her face.

"Wow, Nadia. I really didn’t expect this from you."

She shook her head in wonder.

"There were so many times in the past when I thought about what would happen if I were to reveal our relationship. I imagined all sorts of reactions—anger, disappointment, heartbreak.",

"But who would have thought it would be like this?" She smiled, relieved. "You’ve really surprised me."

Nadia nodded, surprised by her own reaction as well.

But it made sense.

After everything she had seen from Mika, she knew he couldn’t be treated like a normal boy.

He had his own rules, his own complexities, his own way of navigating the world.

And more importantly—she was going through her own inner turmoil.

Her own forbidden feelings toward her son.

Compared to that, Mika and Korra’s relationship seemed almost...normal.

She had no position to judge anyone else.

Korra’s eyes sparkled.

"So that means we’re cool? You’re not secretly angry at me? You won’t just wish me away in the future?"

Nadia allowed a small smile to cross her lips.

"No, I won’t. Of course, in the future, I’ll probably pull on your cheeks quite a lot and poke your belly here and there."

She gestured playfully. "But I won’t hold anything against you, Korra."

Korra let out a deep, shuddering sigh of relief.

"Oh, thank goodness! I’m so happy! So damn happy!"

"I can’t believe I don’t have to hide this anymore!"

Staring at her, Nadia felt a wave of sympathy.

She realized just how heavily this secret’ve been crushing Korra; she’d been desperately torn between her loyalty to her friend and her passionate love for Mika.

But as Nadia watched her friend celebrate, a specific detail from earlier in the call snapped back into her mind, causing her brow to furrow.

"Korra." Nadia called out, her voice sharpening.

Korra immediately perked up.

"Yes, my darling Nadia? What can I do for you?"

She said in an exaggerated, fawning tone, clearly trying to make up for her transgressions.

Nadia rolled her eyes at her best friend’s playfulness.

"When I called you just now..." She hesitated, then pressed on. "You were talking about putting a child inside you. About being impregnated."

Korra’s face flushed.

"What exactly was that about?" Nadia asked. "Is that some kind of dirty talk? Foreplay?"

Korra blinked, then a slow smile spread across her face.

"Wow, Nadia. I didn’t expect you of all people to know about dirty talk."

Nadia’s eyes narrowed into a cold, icy glare.

Korra shivered dramatically.

"Okay, okay, fine, fine! Don’t get angry!" She waved her hands in surrender. "The truth is..." She looked down, her expression growing serious. "Yes, there was an aspect of dirty talk to it. But—"

She looked back at Nadia with sincere eyes.

"I also genuinely do want to have a child with him."

Nadia stared at her, utterly shocked.

Korra’s face turned crimson.

"I know our relationship is complicated. We’re lovers, friends, confidants—it’s hard to define. But whenever I spend time with him, I feel so happy."

"My husband has never made me feel that way. And I think..." She bit her lip. "I think a part of me is in love with him."

She rubbed her cheeks in embarrassment.

"Oh my god, I can’t believe I just admitted that out loud!"

She took a breath, her expression firming.

"So yes, a part of me desperately wants to carry Mika’s child. Even if the politics of our worlds mean we can never officially be together, I’m more than happy to raise his baby silently in the dragon realm."

And frankly, I don’t give a damn about my husband’s opinion on the matter."

She scoffed.

"After everything he’s pulled over the decades, he can damn well tolerate raising another man’s child as his compromise!"

Nadia sat in stunned silence. She realized her son’s far more dangerous than she’d ever feared.

He was a walking weapon of mass seduction, causing the most powerful women in existence to completely lose their minds and fall helplessly into his traps.

Even her absolute best friend’m completely ensnared.

"But Korra." Nadia spoke up, her voice tinged with a deep, worried sigh. "I’m not trying to insult Mika’s character here...but you do realize that Mika’s essentially acting just like your husband, right?"

Korra’s eyes blazed with offense.

"What? Don’t you dare say something like that, Nadia!"

She leaned toward the camera, her voice rising.

"You can say anything about me and I’ll accept it—but don’t you dare besmirch Mika’s name! He’s the most amazing, kind, funny, caring, loving individual in the entire world!"

She heaped praise upon him, her words tumbling out in a rush.

"How dare you compare someone like that—someone who’s basically a saint to my disgusting, cowardly husband?"

She crossed her arms, her breasts bouncing with righteous fury.

Nadia held up her hands. "That’s not what I meant, Korra."

Korra paused, still glaring.

"I’m saying Mika is also quite the philanderer." Nadia continued. "He has several women in his life. He hops from one to another. He’s a womanizer, a playboy."

"I don’t know if you know that about him, but—"

"Oh, please, I’ve known about that since the very beginning."

Korra cut her off carelessly, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

Nadia blinked. "What? You knew he’s a playboy?"

"Of course I knew!" Korra broke into a knowing smile. "Mika himself sat me down the very next morning after our first night together and laid all his cards on the table."

She leaned back, her expression fond.

"He was honest with me from the beginning. He told me that things had gotten deeper than he expected, but he wasn’t looking for a serious relationship right now."

"He said he had other women in his life—that he went from one to another and he didn’t want me to have any false expectations."

Her voice grew thoughtful.

"He also said he was struggling with his own feelings—some part of love that he couldn’t express. I didn’t fully understand, but I accepted it."

Nadia’s mind raced, wondering what hidden burden Mika’d shared with Korra.

But Korra simply shrugged. "So you see, I’ve absolutely nothing to worry about."

"But isn’t that the exact definition of what your husband does?"

Nadia pressed, genuinely confused by the double standard.

"Don’t you see that both of them’re essentially doing the exact same thing?"

"Don’t you dare equate the two!" Korra snapped, her eyes burning with fierce loyalty.

"My husband’s a spineless coward and an absolute waste of dragon scales!"

"He sneaks around in the dark, denies his actions when the evidence’s staring him in the face, and leaves me to drown in humiliation."

"Mika, on the other hand...he looks you straight in the eyes."

She had a infatuated look in her eyes.

"He’s completely honest about his flaws, his lifestyle, and his intentions from day one. Despite knowing everything, I still choose to be with him. I’ve zero regrets or woes about it."

She smiled.

"So no, I don’t have any woes about that at all."

Nadia opened her mouth, then closed it.

Korra leaned closer, her eyes bright.

"I’ve even met some of his other partners, you know."

Nadia leaned in like a gossipy woman. "Oh?"

"For example, the Empress of the Elven race."

"T-The same one from the videos?" Nadia gasped, not expecting the matter she learned earlier to be connected here.

Korra nodded enthusiastically.

"Mika introduced us, Nadia! We realized we were the same—both trapped in unhappy marriages, both finding solace with him. We’ve become quite close."

She paused, then added almost casually, "We even have gatherings together. Just us women. It’s been really helpful, honestly."

Nadia’s head spun. "Wait—you have gatherings? With other women who are also sleeping with Mika?"

"Yep." Korra nodded like it was natural. "We talk about our problems, our lives. It’s actually quite therapeutic."

She hesitated for a split second, a slightly sheepish look crossing her face.

"I...I never really told you about those gatherings before because Mika’s the core of it, but...well, things went a little further than just talking."

Nadia’s intuition flared, a sense of impending dread washing over her.

"What, Korra? What’re you trying to say?"

Korra bit her lip, a deeply scandalous, incredibly shy smile breaking across her face as she delivered the final blow.

"We’ve...We’ve also shared some incredibly passionate nights together alongside the women from those other races."

Nadia sat completely paralyzed, her jaw hitting the desk in utter, unadulterated dismay.

She couldn’t believe the words entering her ears.

’Mika...you absolute, terrifying degenerate!’ She thought, her mind imploding.

For all his genuine kindness and tender empathy, she realised her son was a wildly unhinged, legendary pervert who’d somehow engineered a multi-realm harem of checked-out demi-human empresses.

"I’ve probably slept with the rulers of half the demi-human races indirectly through Mika at this point."

Korra giggled, waving her tail happily under the sheets.

"He truly’s an untamable playboy through and through. But despite that, I can’t help but care for him deeply." She admitted shamelessly. "And it’s the exact same for the other empresses—every single one of them’s completely, hopelessly in love with Mika."

She looked at the camera, her eyes earnest.

"Mika isn’t perfect, Nadia. But he’s honest. He’s kind. He makes us feel seen, feel valued in ways our husbands never have."

"And for that...we’re grateful."

Nadia sat back, processing.

Her best friend. Her son. A network of demi-human empresses. Secret gatherings. Passionate nights.

Her head was spinning.

But more than that, there was an even bigger problem.

Nadia had originally assumed that all the women Mika had been with were nothing more than casual partners or fleeting relationships.

But Korra’s words completely shattered that belief.

Not only did Korra openly admit that she wanted to carry Mika’s child.

But she also revealed that the elven empress and the other women in Mika’s life genuinely had feelings for him and wanted to stay by his side, even if they could never become his main partner.

That turned the situation into an absolute nightmare.

The family itself was already on the verge of falling apart because all five daughters were fighting over Mika, and Nadia knew that the moment he chose one of them, another devastating conflict would erupt within the family.

But now it seemed the problem extended far beyond that.

Mika had formed deep emotional ties with women all across his life, and knowing her son, there was no way he would simply abandon them if he realized they truly loved him.

No matter how much of a playboy he could be, Mika was still kind-hearted to a fault.

He could never treat people he cared about like disposable toys and walk away without guilt.

And because of that, Nadia could already see the future becoming an unbearable mess involving not only her daughters and herself, but also Mika’s friends, the empresses, and countless other women tied to him emotionally.

Part of her almost pitied her son for being trapped in such a tangled web of love and responsibility.

But another part of her felt he completely deserved it for recklessly charming and entangling so many women in the first place.

And to make matters worse, despite knowing she shouldn’t feel this way at all, Nadia couldn’t deny the faint jealousy growing in her heart at the thought of Mika giving himself to so many others.