She stormed through the door, slamming it behind her, Crys spinning into the room through the chimney to keep an eye on things. “You jumped up little trollop. I know what you’re about and it won’t work. I am the leader of the fluffies and you will never be able to take my place.” Sariya …
Marcus grimaced, "I appreciate you respecting their dignity and trying to do the right thing, but you might want to bear in mind that none of them can keep a secret to save themselves." "So if we were to have a little chat, it'll be all over the castle." "Before lunch. It's another reason every …
Sariya smiled encouragingly at them and poked Marcus. "What?" "It would be nice to introduce us." He grumbled but obeyed, presenting Sariya as his 'honoured guest from the far lands'. Sariya knew enough about the world's geography to be amused at her origins being placed in the area of their maps generally tagged with 'here …
Mav was first with the news, Rory supplying added colour and commentary. "Lady Rosarina is livid! She's the one who sent her father down here to give you a telling off and now he's yelling at her for inappropriate behaviour and being rude to a foreign diplomat." Rory was bubbling, "Of course her tantrum when …
Moira spoke up, with an assessing look at the two of them. "A simple dress suitable for dinner with royalty isn't going to be easy to come by. The tailors say your measurements are close enough to Lady Areliana to manage in a pinch. I may be able to trade with her personal maid for …
Marcus returned to his quarters after an irritating meeting with the royal council, fending off demands, suppositions and inquisitions around his mysterious guest. He and Sariya had decided it was easier for her to stay reasonably secluded for now, and give her a chance to absorb some of the ways and knowledge of his world, …
The dragons accompanied Sariya into the next room, most going high and, to her amusement, remaining completely unnoticed. Mav, on the other hand, moved to drape themselves across Sariya's shoulders and hissed at any of the maids who came too close. Watching the hive of room preparation activity she had apparently generated, Sariya had trouble …
Sariya looked up from the study of Mt St Helens on her laptop as the bookcase opened to a frazzled and fuming Marcus. "Oh dear, what now?" "A royal ball if you please. Attendance compulsory for all dragon-tied, the night after we were supposed to leave for Drakkenspire." "We could still leave as planned, or …
This came from a prompt 'the rain is full of ghosts tonight' and it turned out to be a conversation between Marcus and Sariya, with the usual interruptions. Marcus looked towards the window from his comfortable corner of the sofa, "The rain is full of ghosts tonight." "What's that supposed to mean? It's creepy." "It …
This story has pretty much stalled at the below. Any suggestions on what happens next would be awesome. This time when she looked up though, Marcus wasn't giving her his usual gently teasing grin, he was gaping in shock. "Sariya, what? Why? How?" He noticed Mav, "First? What?" The dragon stretched and resettled, "My name …
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