"Your father isn't happy..." the dragon therapist began.

The princess interrupted with a rude noise, "My father is never happy."

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"Well, that may be true, but..." The dragon therapist glanced down at her notes. "It says here you mixed up the dance cards with your suitors."

"It was way more fun watching them dance with each other," the princess said, grinning. "And besides, it all worked out—two of them are getting married, and I'm the maid of honor for both!"