The princess sat in the big chair, pouting as the dragon therapist read her notes. Suddenly, the princess blurted out, “I said I was sorry, and I meant it.” She looked down, adding softly, “Uh, you know, this time.”

“Oh?” the dragon asked, peering over her spectacles. “You didn’t mean to kick the prince in the shins?”

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The princess looked up. “No, of course not! Why would I do that? That would be childish!” She rolled her eyes and sighed. “I mean, I was aiming for his balls.”