Avery
After my shopping trip and my debut as a model, we returned to the palace. I mixed articles of clothing that each of them had selected because I didn't want to cause conflict. I still have no clue how this will work. “Avery, we are dragons. We need to trust our instincts,” Regina says in my mind. I know that she is most likely right, but I still feel tension. A conflict is brewing, I just know it. I don't think it is just because the Hoity Hags are still on the loose, either. This goes deeper, maybe into a past life, if such things are possible.
Cassius knocks on my new door, “Avery, we need your help with breakfast unless you want to put out a fire.” He hears my laughter and comes in. He stops, “Wow! You look amazing, Babe.” I blush as I bite my lip. He chuckles as he scoops me up
