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through the poem to keep from laughing out loud.
“Say, which one of these do you think I should wear today?”
She glanced up and found Lareen standing before a long dresser holding up a number of brightly colored and strangely cut clothes. Talia frowned, not having seen the like before. “Uh, ah, I’m not really sure, ma’am.”
“Oh well, never mind.” Lareen put the clothes back and then pulled out others which looked even stranger than the first.
Wondering what that was about, Talia rolled up the poem and reached for the third parchment.
The next one was sixteen pages long. And though it was written in a somewhat winded and dry style, she still found herself instantly fascinated. The contents went into some detail about the proper daily maintenance of dragons. A section was even devoted to the likes and dislikes of the different colored types of dragons. She was surprised at the many distinct types. The paper only listed eight, but suggested there were more.
A point of interest, common to all types, was their almost compulsive love of cherries. If the pits were left in them, the fruit even tended to have an intoxicating effect. Bold lettering strongly proclaimed though that if given too many pits, it could prove dangerous for the dragon. While small quantities were inebriating, large quantities of pits were poisonous. Cherries were poisonous?
The last section of the parchment dealt with a common vermin to dragons called worms. From what the parchment said, it seemed these worms worked to get underneath a dragon’s scales and latch on to the skin beneath. While the parasite was mostly an annoyance to the dragon, the parchment said they could be dangerous to a rider. It didn’t say how, although it did go to some length to explain the steps for their proper removal. Talia never heard of such a creature before, though now one of Kel’s references when he first picked her up made sense. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know more, though.
Talia glanced up to see what Lareen was doing before going on to the last parchment in the cart. She spotted the Administrator looking in her direction. The robe was gone, replaced by a frilly red dress of gossamer material, which seemed to accentuate certain parts of her and didn’t look overtly utilitarian. This was how the top person in a school dressed?
“Do you like it?” Lareen came closer and twirled before her so she could see all of it. Talia was hard-pressed to say anything, though Lareen did look beautiful in it.
“Hmm.” Lareen pouted lightly. “Maybe it’s not quite right for today. Oh, well. Carry on.” The Administrator went back across the room and pulled out other dresses as fully inappropriate and as strange as the first before disappearing behind a tall set of screens to change.
Talia forced herself to stop watching her and grabbed the last of the parchments.
This was the thickest of all—over thirty pages long. Unlike the previous one, however, it was written simply and was easy to read. It was a story of a Dragon Knight.
The whole tale was fun and interesting, though it seemed to be lacking in substance. The knight in the story was very busy—he was off saving princesses, slaying monsters, and doing other courageous deeds.
Yet the descriptions in the story were vague and didn’t impart much of anything. It did have a good ending though—he married the most beautiful princess he’d rescued and got his own kingdom. She doubted anyone could ask for more.
When she finished with the last and set it down, she found Lareen sitting quietly on her bed staring at her.
“Finished?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Talia noticed with some amusement the Administrator was wearing the same red dress she’d originally put on.
“Which of them do you choose?” Lareen asked, sounding almost as if out of rote rather than interest.
“Or do you need more time?” She lay down on her side on the bed, in no way appearing as if she was in a hurry.
“No, I …
“Say, which one of these do you think I should wear today?”
She glanced up and found Lareen standing before a long dresser holding up a number of brightly colored and strangely cut clothes. Talia frowned, not having seen the like before. “Uh, ah, I’m not really sure, ma’am.”
“Oh well, never mind.” Lareen put the clothes back and then pulled out others which looked even stranger than the first.
Wondering what that was about, Talia rolled up the poem and reached for the third parchment.
The next one was sixteen pages long. And though it was written in a somewhat winded and dry style, she still found herself instantly fascinated. The contents went into some detail about the proper daily maintenance of dragons. A section was even devoted to the likes and dislikes of the different colored types of dragons. She was surprised at the many distinct types. The paper only listed eight, but suggested there were more.
A point of interest, common to all types, was their almost compulsive love of cherries. If the pits were left in them, the fruit even tended to have an intoxicating effect. Bold lettering strongly proclaimed though that if given too many pits, it could prove dangerous for the dragon. While small quantities were inebriating, large quantities of pits were poisonous. Cherries were poisonous?
The last section of the parchment dealt with a common vermin to dragons called worms. From what the parchment said, it seemed these worms worked to get underneath a dragon’s scales and latch on to the skin beneath. While the parasite was mostly an annoyance to the dragon, the parchment said they could be dangerous to a rider. It didn’t say how, although it did go to some length to explain the steps for their proper removal. Talia never heard of such a creature before, though now one of Kel’s references when he first picked her up made sense. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know more, though.
Talia glanced up to see what Lareen was doing before going on to the last parchment in the cart. She spotted the Administrator looking in her direction. The robe was gone, replaced by a frilly red dress of gossamer material, which seemed to accentuate certain parts of her and didn’t look overtly utilitarian. This was how the top person in a school dressed?
“Do you like it?” Lareen came closer and twirled before her so she could see all of it. Talia was hard-pressed to say anything, though Lareen did look beautiful in it.
“Hmm.” Lareen pouted lightly. “Maybe it’s not quite right for today. Oh, well. Carry on.” The Administrator went back across the room and pulled out other dresses as fully inappropriate and as strange as the first before disappearing behind a tall set of screens to change.
Talia forced herself to stop watching her and grabbed the last of the parchments.
This was the thickest of all—over thirty pages long. Unlike the previous one, however, it was written simply and was easy to read. It was a story of a Dragon Knight.
The whole tale was fun and interesting, though it seemed to be lacking in substance. The knight in the story was very busy—he was off saving princesses, slaying monsters, and doing other courageous deeds.
Yet the descriptions in the story were vague and didn’t impart much of anything. It did have a good ending though—he married the most beautiful princess he’d rescued and got his own kingdom. She doubted anyone could ask for more.
When she finished with the last and set it down, she found Lareen sitting quietly on her bed staring at her.
“Finished?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Talia noticed with some amusement the Administrator was wearing the same red dress she’d originally put on.
“Which of them do you choose?” Lareen asked, sounding almost as if out of rote rather than interest.
“Or do you need more time?” She lay down on her side on the bed, in no way appearing as if she was in a hurry.
“No, I …
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