“Charlotte! Please! I’m trying to be serious!”
I recoiled for a moment before letting my girlfriend have her moment.
“I haven’t told anyone but Caen about this, but you know how dragons are supposed to be members of the royal family?”
I nodded, wrapping my arms around her for comfort.
“Right.” I saw her smile back, her fingers entwining with mine. “I’m only half. My mom had me out of wedlock.”
“Oh.” I didn’t know what to say as she continued. She had to be half-royal right? Right?
“That’s why I’d prefer if you didn’t meet my family, or sought them out. I’ve caused my own enough grief, and they’ve caused me far too much back.”
“Of course.” I nuzzled her on the hair, before giving her ear a soft bite.
“Gah! Charlotte!”
“What?” I giggled. “I’m just reminding you that you’re loved.”