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crying.” She sniffed
herself and hugged him harder.
    “I wouldn’t be if you took your fingers out
of my eye.”
    “Oh. Sorry.” Georgie backed away a little
bit. “Damn, babe. I’m so glad to see you. God, you’re looking
good.”
    She caressed his snout, running her hand
over the smooth blue scales that glowed brightly in the
sunshine.
    Theo grunted. “You too, sweetheart.”
    “Did ya miss me?” She grinned at him,
ringing his horn with her fingertips and then dancing around him,
touching him every place she could reach. Being with him at last,
in the flesh, made her heart sing and she couldn’t stop smiling as
she learned the texture of his body and the shape of his head.
    “Nope.” He chuckled in her head.
    “Liar. Dear liar.” She dropped a light kiss
on the tip of his snout. “I missed you.”
    “Oh sure.” He sighed gustily sending a quick
whiff of warm air through her loose tresses. “I’ll bet you did. All
those boys - all those adventures, which - I might add - you never did dream about and let me share...” He looked pained.
    “Jeez, Theo. You perv. You wanted in on the
action, huh?”
    Theo pouted, quite an accomplishment for a
creature with no lips. “I wouldn’t have minded.”
    She giggled. “Nothing to share,
sweetie. Nothing worth dreaming about. If I was going to dream with
you, it was gonna have to be something really special.”
    He lifted one scaly eyebrow. “Like invading
that icky territory a few shires away?”
    “Hey. A good battle gets the blood heated a
helluva lot more than most of the idiots I was fool enough to
fuck.” She sighed. “And I never did hear the last of that
little episode.”
    Theo shook his head. “Can’t say I’m
surprised. Not many princesses get to join a military campaign in
disguise, chop off some heads, skewer a knight or two and live to
tell about it.”
    “Good point. But shit, it was fun ,
Theo.” She smiled sunnily at him. “Better than sewing any day.”
    Theo’s non-lips parted in the dragon
equivalent of a grin. “Yeah. I sort of figured that out.”
    “About the barfing thing...”
    He lifted a claw. “Don’t go there,
okay?”
    Georgie shrugged. “Okay.” She stretched and
moved to the battlements, looking out over the countryside. “So.
What’s next?”
    “For you? Marriage I suppose.”
    “Fuck. I was afraid of this.” Georgie
squared her shoulders. “Father’s got ‘em all lined up, hasn’t
he?”
    “Yep. It’s his duty.”
    “Duty schmooty . He’s after loot,
that’s all. We’re commodities to be bartered in the market of
dowries and land. It sucks.”
    “Maybe he’s picked out a nice one for
you...” Theo was obviously trying to be supportive.
    “Yeah right.” She snorted in her turn. All
that was missing was the smoke belching from her nose. “I’m lucky
thirteen, babe. No matter that I’m sharper than the rest of ‘em put
together. No matter that numbers one through seven took a few more
years to graduate because they had problems spelling their names.”
She curled her lip in disgust. “I seem to come from a long line of
flaming twits.”
    Theo chuckled. “Well you broke that mold right enough. And in all honesty, it would be fucking scary if all you princesses could wield a sword instead of a
needle...”
    “Another good point.”
    Georgie was about to continue her discussion
when a chime sounded within the roost. “ Princess Georgiana - to
the main hall please. Princess Georgiana - to the main
hall .”
    Her jaw dropped. “An intercom ? What
the fuck is this? Castlemarts ?”
    Theo shrugged. “It got installed some time
ago when the King had laryngitis and couldn’t yell for his servants
anymore. Gotta say it pisses me off.”
    “ Princesses Shirley and Florence - please
see the seamstress. Princess Arabella - your prince has
come .”
    Georgie rolled her eyes. “Shit. I can see
why.”
    “ Cancel Princess Florence. Cancel
Princess Florence .”
    “And this morning it’s been