The dragon therapist read from her notes, “Your father claims you poisoned the suitor's tea.”

“I did not!” The princess fumed, “My father took away all my poisons.”

“Then how did you poison him?” The dragon inquired.

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“It wasn’t poison,” the princess replied, feigning innocence. “It was senna tea, cascara sagrada, broom flower, magnesium citrate, castor oil, and just a dash of prune juice.”

“Princess, you realize those are all potent laxatives,” the dragon said dryly.

The princess burst into a gleeful laugh. “Exactly! Everything from his neck down fell out his ass.”