“You know the rules! You’re not to include yourself in the illusions.” The young woman was clearly set to lecture her opponent. He cut her off. “I have not included myself. I am a dragon. And you, my dear, are a virgin. The scent is quite clear. Now, shall we complete the competition, or go directly to dinner?”
“Dinner, I think. Just let me change my dress.” Her arms swept up, becoming scarlet wings shading into iridescent scales. “You’re right, by the way.” she went on conversationally. “I am a virgin. I’d been told that’s what you were looking for.”