“Oh, I see. So, by admitting that you hate fighting, you would be a disappointment to your father and he would be embarrassed by you. Am I correct?” inquired the voice, eager. The prince winced. “Yeah, you could put it… — Antje Hergt Copy Share Image
“... You know, fighting is just... Well, it’s not my cup of tea.” “You don’t like tea?” The voice was puzzled.” — Antje Hergt Copy Share Image
“Oh, I see. So, by admitting that you hate fighting, you would be a disappointment to your father and he would be embarrassed by… — Antje Hergt Copy Share Image
“Lose his face? Like it would fall off?” the voice asked, confused. The prince laughed. “Man, what rock have you been living under?” “Why?… — Antje Hergt Copy Share Image
“You knew it was me all along?” the dragon asked, eyeing him suspiciously. The prince tilted his head, so he could see the dragon… — Antje Hergt Copy Share Image
