Flash Fiction: Over Tea

The princess sipped her tea. “I’m glad we managed to talk this out.”

Her dragon protector nodded, a cup tiny in his grip. “I concur.”

“As do I,” the not-so-evil-after-all lady dragon added, admiring him across the table. “Sorry about the kidnapping, I was just lonely.”

 

 

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