>>5552659“You are such a show-off,” she teases you. “Is it your firelung that allows you to blow such hot-air? Does the energy of the Red Dragon King threaten to inflate you until you with unearned ego until you burst?”
You shrug, noting: “You saw the results. They speak for themselves, do they not?”
“They did less speak than shout incomprehensibly. How did you provoke such nonsense in so many?”
“Love,” you answer, though it provokes both you and the Novice to laugh a moment later.
“I noticed that this particular subject was absent from your dissertation,” she notes.
“For now,” you say. “But it will NOT be absent from the evening.”
“Our meeting?” the Novice groans. “I knew it! You hairbrained, fat-headed lump of shoddily-shaped chimeric tissue… This IS an exercise in ‘romantic’ social grooming, isn’t it?”
“In the Northern Common-tongue, it is called a ‘date’,” you explain.
The Novice groans, but does not protest overmuch afterwards, once it is out of her system. It seems she’s resigned herself to whatever ‘sappy Degenerate nonsense’ you have planned.
Where do you take her?
>To the secretive caverns and underground grove which you and the Great One discovered on your first adventurous excursion together—a perfect spot for a picnic, and to discuss your family future!>To the surface, to stare up at the stars and the spaces beyond, and to talk about your vision—your REAL, TRUE vision—for the coming Age of Darkness and what you would like to see for its people>To a small human settlement—if she can craft you and she adequate disguises, at least—to scout the enemy and discuss your war-effort>To the ancient ruins of your people, to where your <Guidance> may take you, to propose a more perfect and permanent union—to offer the Novice queendom>Write-in 