ﾠ ﾠ 𝑙ike a pale shadow, she moves silently through the corridors. a purple gown hangs from her shoulders, and under her arm lies a book — Before the Dragons. ﾠ

ﾠ ﾠ 𝑑inner had been forgotten, but not the dessert — candied lemon slices were stolen from the cakes, fingers always licked clean before turning a page of the book she was reading. ﾠ

ﾠ stop complaining.

ﾠ retire your dragon too???

ﾠ ﾠ ﾠ

ﾠ >you< are annoying.

ﾠ it was your screams that caught my attention.

ﾠ . . . gods be good.

ﾠ childish.

ﾠ put more trust in Gwayne.

ﾠ your cousin is a skilled knight.

ﾠ oh, no. the value he has is well deserved, but religious as you are, or as i imagine you to be, perhaps you had enough faith for a miracle to happen to your cousin.

ﾠ i understand, my lord. it was something to consider before all of . . . this.

ﾠ she literally has no horns anymore, and you continue to use her to disturb others.