It was almost time. She could sense it, and if she hadn't been able to, judging from the way Sandalphonth sent away everything from the sands that dared come forward, Dirce would have known - the eggs wouldn't be long before they hatched. Her agitation was thick in the air, and she knew the zultanite needed to take away from the sands for a moment, if only to stretch and eat. "Perhaps Behemoth can stay with them for a while, or even Iktomith. You know how he is - he'd bite anything that comes near them."
That gave the zultanite reason to pause. If the pewter would bite anything that came near her eggs, then they would be well guarded. That was reason enough for her to be willing to allow him near enough to guard. But, only the entrances that she wouldn't be able to keep an eye on. She could perch him there, then another at the larger entrance. That seemed to satisfy her, and the queen made the arrangements before she left the hatching grounds.
*Not for long though. I trust them... I think I trust them, but if my eggs hatch without me...*
Dirce sighed and placed a hand on her dragon, and realized they weren't moving away from the hatching grounds, just lingering at the entrance just outside of them. She had a feeling they wouldn't drift far, and she grimaced. "How are you going to eat if we don't move, my love? You haven't had this issue before?" She soothed, cooing gently as she rubbed all the places she knew had worked to comfort her in the past. But even then, she could feel the tension continue to grip her.
*Just... give me a moment, please. They might need me, so I'm going to stay here and wait. A moment. Maybe two.* Her apprehension was thick, clearly, and Dirce decided not to try and press her further. It wouldn't lead to anything good, and she knew better than to try. Let her darling go at her own pace, and eventually they would get there.