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437 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 8, 2020
“I’m not regular storybook material, Dragon, in case you hadn’t noticed. Now, roll over and show me your – ah, what’s that? Your – ah?” “My ah? Aye, how descriptive you are.” Her pulse raced off at twice the speed. He heard the capillaries opening beneath her skin as she blushed heatedly, shielding her eyes. “I did not need to know that about you.” “This is not my male parts. Those lie beneath this retractable armoured casing –” “La la la …” “However, I am most generously proportioned, I assure you.” “La la LAAAA!”.
In an unrecognisable voice, he snarled, “Your sire exerts hegemony over your reproductive independence using this MVP device, and calls this virtue? Is he quite mad?” Kneeling on the cream sand beside the pool, the Princess’ face registered confusion. “Reproductive? No … no, this is all about virtue. Not dallying with a man, nor being able to be accused of anything of the kind.” “With whom, when and how much you … dally, Princess, is your choice. This thing is shameful and an abomination. It says far more about your society and your father than you.”
“Am I really obsessive?” “Blitz, if I replace a saucepan one inch out of place in your kitchen, you notice and adjust it. You don’t even notice that you’re noticing.” “Oh.” “You arranged your paintings first by ascending size, then by subject, then by primary colouration. That’s just in the time I’ve known you. Your workbench is immaculate. You’ve memorised the contents of your storeroom, and you planted your vegetables by name in order of the runic script.” “I guess I’m – fairly bad?” “Intolerable.” A bright giggle belied her rudeness.