depths of his eyes in a clear warning. “Do the assholes just want him, or do I have to drag my ass out of bed too?” she asked us, scrubbing some sleep from one eye with a fist and yawning. “Just the Dragon thanks, sweetheart,” I confirmed and she nodded, grabbing a pillow and tugging it over her face in a clear dismissal. “And this one claimed she didn’t wanna be a princess,” Seth scoffed,
