Alpha Dragon
"I have and I will keep my promise, or at least try. The pint-sized, ball-of-nothing female attacked me with a sword at the claiming ceremony."
Bastian, still in dragon form, rears his head back and blows fire with his laughter.
I can't help myself, wimp that I've become in the last few minutes. I wait until his laughter subsides before saying, "Am I truly forgiven, Bastian?"
His goliath head nods once. "Yes, my friend. I will invite Sarn and Tahr over for cards and they will forgive you too."
Now I feel apprehension. "I don't trust Sarn."