Dragon Little was two years old when I first heard her talk about a monster under the bed.

I was new to her father’s dream, having only arrived and rescued a few weeks ago, so if it had happened before, I would not know.

Dragon Father had disappeared when the bad guys were already defeated, as he did most of the time when she was that age. But he had also disappeared too early to tuck his daughter in.

Mary, still alive at the time, waited for the adventurers aboard Bonny’s Revenge. As usual, she asked Dragon Little about her adventure, got Dragon Little to take off her clothes and wear her pajamas, tell her a story, and tucked her in.

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