* * *And the palace was in turmoil. Rumors of a dragon attack have already grown into unprecedented details. Literally at the entrance, Arlinda and some tall, thin man with cold, sharp eyes rushed to me.
- Expensive! - I was squeezed in an embrace, doused with the sweet smell of perfume and barely perceptible - alcoholic. — Oh, dear! This is true? The dragon nearly possessed you!?
Wow, I see everyone here has a rich imagination. I personally don't even want to imagine this picture.
“More like almost kidnapped.” she croaked, trying to get out of her embrace.
- BUT!
Auntie let me go at once and waved her handkerchief in front of her. The smell of perfume and alcohol became stronger. The courtiers around whispered and watched me and the rest of the characters on the scene. Even the guard
