In which normality and flowers are bestowed

Jezebel was shocked. As soon as she grabbed hold of that last piece of hair and ripped it out, there was a popping sound and the dragon was back to his normal self again. But she couldn’t be bothered much by it. After all, she had just walked through the gates and back into her kingdom.

She held herself proudly, and rightly so. She had never been so pleasantly noticed before. The children came running by, smiling and laughing and asking her to join them. The young men flirted and wooed and tossed flowers to her. Many of the young women waved at her, and some even had the audacity to huff and snort and turn green with envy.

She thought to herself just how wonderful it was to be beautiful, all those people admiring her. This was definitely the way to live. Besides, by the time she got back to the castle, she had enough flowers to plant a brand-new garden. Life was sure to be good now, Jezebel was sure of it.

In which normality and flowers are bestowed

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