Chapter 26 : Drake, drake, drake...

There were no dragons.

Nor was there even Wyverns!

It was just giant, scary worms!

I am not pouting.

Liars. Trying to create clout, inviting the pope to their small (and admittedly charming,) port town for the (potentially) very real threat of dragons! That old coot could have handled this! Did I enjoy my vacation? Yes. Did my knights also enjoy a vacation? Well, that's beside the point.

I'm mad.

Angry.

Furious.

...

Stop laughing at me, mother.

"That's so rude," I snapped at Sheri.

Strange and Preposterous woman.

Gosh, I sound like drake.

Gah. Shit. Why did I have to think about him? Just open the flood gates and drown me, why don't you? I'm not crying. Nope. It's just the salty sea breeze hitting my eyes. Yes. Don't mind that we're back in the capital. The wind brought it to me by the goddess for this exact moment.

Logic?

We don't know her.

"I can't help it," Sheri tells me, patting her protruding belly, bringing me out of my worrisome thoughts.

"Your face was just so..." She trailed off.

"Perfect? Hansome? Dashing? Charming?" I ask her, tossing out some complementing compliments.

"Adorable."

Adorable. Adorable. Adorable?

How far I've fallen.

I give Sheri my "I'm disappointed in you" look and walk away swiftly, not even bothering to say goodbye as I leave her personal vanity lounge at the palace and head towards the tea party Lullian is hosting.

Yes, I was invited to a tea party. Yes, I'm going.

No, It's not a gay thing.

...I just enjoy girl talk and sweets, okay?

Lillian invited quite a few people I know. Like Dayan... and others.

I have friends, okay?

But the problem?

She invited Dahlia.

attempted craddle-robber and harem route traipser.

Where am I even going with that previous statement, mind?

D...he really did a number on my vocabulary and I.

Damnit, Drake.