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She stood up, looked at herself on her left, lifted her wing to check. “Bleh, I need a bath!” Then her right, lifting her wing, then she stood on her back legs, curling in, half trying to see her own back. She nearly toppled over in the process, saved only by her tail, grabbing onto a rock embedded in the cave side. “Yup, I look like a dragon.” “Ugh! You know what I mean.” “No, I don’t. I haven’t been injured before; I’ve only just remembered that I’m actually meant to be a Princess. Oh, and I should have died hundreds of years ago if you think about it.” “That’s not what I meant.” “Then tell me before I eat you!!” She stomped her foot, forgetting for a second who she was talking to. “You can’t eat me, remember? Then you will only have Beeswax as company.” “Point taken.” “Look,