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Mahmi and Pahpi say I’m too young to have a dragon, and it doesn’t matter that the Moonplumes in the palace hutch let me sleep with them. They say wild Moonplumes will drop from the sky the moment I step onto their spawning grounds, snatch me up, shake me until I’m limp, then feed me to their young. I think that’s a plop of spangle poop. And I don’t think it’s very fair that I should have to wait until I’m eighteen to find out for myself how big that plop of poop really is.
Mahmi and Pahpi? Plop of spangle poop??
Sometimes, I catch Mahmi trying really hard to pull her diadem off while she screams and cries and folds herself up real small.
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“I’ll be in contact about the gown. Given your . . . special requirements, it might take a while for the merchant who imported the material from The Burn to source more of the same color.” “No rush,” I say, gathering my bag full of Essi’s things. “Any other material makes me cook up. I’d rather have it made with the right stuff.”
My ribs crack at the sight.
Kind of melodramatic.
He doesn’t get it . . . If I wanted to fuck, I’d find someone without the laden baggage to scratch the itch with. A few lusty glances here, the crook of a finger there. I could have some faceless male in a darkened corner in no time, parting the tendrils of my skirt and giving me what I need without the pressure of leaving with our fates intertwined. This is not about . . . that. All I want from this slumber is to allow myself to love. Or at the very least try.
Okay? Doesn't this go without saying?
then beg him to remove Kaan like a prickly weed when he’s actually a forest. Lush. Strong. Beautiful. Too vulnerable to the nip of flames for me to bear. Maybe he’ll follow my lead. Remove me.
Lol I cannot take this seriously anymore.
as I study the moon—its appearance altered by the dome’s distorting veil. Usually black and spiky. Now silver and smooth. “I like this moon,” she whispers, followed by a lengthy pause. “It’s the same color and size as the little wonky one I could see from my window back in Gore.” The same one on my back. I swallow, the silence between us growing its own mournful pulse. “Do you want me to tell you why you like it?” “No.” Of course not.
Lol
“Well aware. But we don’t condone animal cruelty in this kingdom. You’ve severed your bond with the beast. That’s on you.”
