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"We were just discussing that when you came in," Kazul said, and turned
back to Cimorene. "You were saying? About cooking and so on."

"Couldn't I do that for one of you for a while?" Cimorene said.

The dragon smiled again, and Cimorene swallowed hard. "Possibly.

Why would you want to do that?"

"Because then I wouldn't have to go home and marry Therandil," Cimorene
said. "Being a dragon's princess is a perfectly respectable thing to
do, so my parents couldn't complain. And it would be much more
interesting than embroidery and dancing lessons."

Several of the dragons made snorting or choking noises. Cimorene
jumped, then decided that they were laughing.

"This is ridiculous," said a large, bright green dragon on Cimorene's
left.

"Why?" asked Kazul.

"A princess volunteering? Out of the question!"

"That's easy for you to say," one of the other dragons grumbled. "You
already have a princess. What about the rest of us?"

"Yes, don't be stuffy, Woraug," said another. "Besides, what else can
we do with her?"

"Eat her," suggested the yellowish green dragon in a bored tone.

"No proper princess would come out looking for dragons," Woraug
objected.

"Well, I'm not a proper princess, then," Cimorene snapped. "I make
cherries jubilee, and I volunteer for dragons, and I conjugate Latin
verbs-or at least I would if anyone would let me. So there!"

"Hear, hear," said the gray-green dragon.

"You see?" Woraug said. "Who would want an improper princess?"

"I would," said Kazul.

"You can't be serious, Kazul," Woraug said irritably. "Why?"

"I like cherries jubilee," Kazul replied, still watching Cimorene.