“Your father said you tried to kill a suitor with an axe,” the dragon therapist said, glancing at her notes.

“Well, I went axe throwing with the girls,” the princess yawed, bored.

“You’re supposed to throw at a target, not a suitor,” the dragon replied.

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“You play by your rules, and I play by mine,” the princess said with a grin. “Moving targets are more fun.”

The dragon hummed, "It says here he was tied up."

The princess shrugged, "Oops."