697 She Gets It

Princess Iyuri shot her long, serpentine head past Tycondrius, brushing his chest. Then, she coiled around him to meet his gaze.

"But... but... I can breathe water?"

Tycon poked her chin, "Explain."

"I have... to suck it in, first? But then I can spit it out."

"Most creatures can do that," Tycon smiled politely. 

...To prove his point, he inhaled... air and exhaled onto her face. 

"Oh! A Minty Breath Weapon?!" Iyuri exclaimed, "Are... you a dragon too?" 

Tycon held two fingers up and thunked Iyuri between the eyes, "I am *not*. Do not accuse me of such-- that is *quite* rude, hatchling..."

"Ohhhhh!!" Iyuri the Sea Snake Princess recoiled in mock injury.

"Also, you are still not a dragon."

"I'm... I'm not? What... am I, then?"

Tycon took a deep, halting breath to cool his rage. 

Iyuri was a hatchling.