The Princess sat in her usual big, fluffy chair, smiling gently with a serene expression. “It’s been a fun week. My father, as usual, is fussing about me getting married.” Her face suddenly twisted in pain and anguish as her voice dropped three octaves. “PLEASE HELP US. PLEASE SAVE US.” Then, just as quickly, she regained her calm demeanor. “I found out you can get possessed by a failed demon summoning. I had tea with my sister.”

  The dragon therapist frantically flipped through her notes. “Princess, let’s go back to the demon possession.”

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  The Princess waved her hand dismissively. “It’s fine. We get along.” Her face twisted in agony again, and her pupils became slit like a snake’s. “SHE’S TRAPPED US. PLEASE, SAVE US!” She relaxed once more and smiled. “Billy, Simone, and Jill are such drama queens. It’s not that bad. We have fun, and they help scare off the suitors.” The Princess chuckled. “Besides, you did say I needed to make new friends.”

  The dragon sighed. “Princess, not like that.” She scribbled in her notes: Find a priest with flexible ethics.