My little Dragon Queen
"But I think that would be a falsehood. I am a monster."
Alcina rears back, but Brendan only lifts Alcina's hand to his smiling lips. "But I do not mind being a monster if the creature I am guarding is so pretty."
'Like the dragons of lore, who guarded their precious cargo of princesses in their ivory towers.'
Alcina, disgruntled, huffs. "Between the two of us, I thought I was the dragon."
Brendan is overcome with laughter, then impossibly fond. "That you are," he murmurs, sounding indulgent and adoring. "My little dragon."
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