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Those sparkly, shiny, fascinating, violet, high-heeled boots. He watched the purple flashes under her trousers out of the corner of his eye as they walked.
She said, “Math is an interesting name.”
“Yeah, I get that a lot. It’s short for Mathonwy, who was an ancient king in a Welsh area called Gwynedd.”
“Family name? Bethany is a family name. That’s why I sound like I’m someone’s ancient great-grand aunt from England.”
“Yeah, it’s a family name, in a manner of speaking. Most dragons have traditional names.”
“Oh! You’re a dragon shifter!”
Her surprised tone lilted in his ears. He wondered what she sounded like when she giggled. Maybe like music. “This is the Dragon’s Den Casino. It’s a den venture.”
“I didn’t realize you were a supernatural, too.”
“What, I don’t look like I’m a supernatural?” Math stopped in the middle of the hallway, and he grinned down at her with his head canted to the side.
Lord of Magic, he was trying to be particularly nice to her. What was wrong with him?
Absolutely nothing. This little witch was going to save his scaly butt, if she could indeed clean up and organize this wyrm’s nest before the angels got there.
Math would bend his knee to anyone who could do that.
That was an odd image, himself down on one knee.
Now, why would he think about that?
