The Exiled Dragon
Deciding to sip, and I do mean small sips, Willa and Daine drilled me how big Creed’s, ‘massive bamboo stick is.
“I’m tellin’ ya, Queen Willa. It was huge, not like the skinny bamboo you see. I’m talking about good, thick, veiny.”
“Stop!” I covered my mouth, accidentally pouring the remains of my glass of wine into the water. It was quickly replaced by another drink, which I quickly sipped again. This conversation was well past my comfortableness.