I didn't know dragons had hair. It's like a horse's mane."

Fearghus snapped. To Morfyd's surprise, Annwyl didn't shy away from her brother and scurry across the room. Instead, she laughed, leaning closer against his body.

"No need to get testy. I was merely implying that your kind was really meant to be beasts of burden for us humans. Just like horses. And centaurs."

"Oh, is that all? Well, I apologize, Lady Annwyl. I thought you were saying something insulting.

Auteur: G.A. Aiken